Well, it's back to the same old sitch where she's a great roommate, but no affection. From the time I got home to bedtime, she spent most of her time on her laptop or iPad, even while cooking and eating dinner. Hard to have a conversation when she's glued to a screen.
Turns out that she was upset that while she was gone, I didn't tell her much about what the girls were doing. She called every night to say goodnight, but I didn't talk too much; she had gone on the trip to figure out what she wanted in our relationship, so I was trying to give her space.
Of course, the trip did nothing to clear away her fog. I don't know why the hell we're trying to piece it back together. I'm getting nothing I need out of this relationship...
