The trip to Houston was short but fun. If our D had been in a better mood (clingy, crying and contrary) it would have been great. But she has been very unlike herself since Thursday. I don't know if she picks up something in the air or she is just being 4...
Last night, however I had a bit of a sad moment. We passsed by the jeweller's and they had a clearance, so I told H 'why don't we go tomorrow and pick up your ring in case they are closing shop?' He answered he had already picked it up which means he has picked it up and he is not wearing it It is one way of detaching, I know, but I did not like that. Made me sad but not angry... I should have expected it...
Anyway, I picked myself up by the bootstraps and got ready for today. He turns 43 and did not want a big party. So I have invited another couple of friends only and that way we will sit down and talk politics and how to fix the world.
I fixed breakfast for him this morning in a tray in bed and gave him a nice hand-painted card with legend that says 'I will go anywhere provided that it is forward.' Inside, I copied the Wayfarer poem and added "Happy Birthday, my love" He did not comment on it but I guess he read it.
(He had already had his present: a 1 in 10 games table, that ended up being broken and we have to exchange)
I called him later to ask him about the menu and he'll pick up the cake. He seems to be in a horrible mood but I've kept upbeat and happy. I do think he is detaching too...
Tomorrow is Sunday...
"You don't throw a whole life away just 'cause it's banged up a little"
Tom Smith in "Seabiscuit"
which means he has picked it up and he is not wearing it 
