The party went well. I knew H remembered how badly thing went last year. As we drove, and tried to remember the directions, little things were said so I know the night was remembered. As we drove there, I casually said, "You can drink, I'll drive home tonight. I don't want to get trashed like last year." H just said "Forget about it," and gave me directions. Sunday, we had my sister's in laws over, and H gave me my Christmas gift - a wine cork puller - it showed thought and effort. Not just calling the 800 number of the infomercial I said I liked over the weekend. Part of the problem with a plateau, is that it's easy to loose momentum. Sooner or later, I'll need to start climbing again. I think part of the difference between the time H spent with me before and now is the activity of his job. While he was in his last military assignment, the workload wasn't too heavy. He often had extra time in his day. Now, he's really overloaded, trying to keep the company afloat and headed in the right direction, so there's way too much to do. Well, have a wonderful holiday everyone!
