Today I left the house, well actually tried to and H came to the driveway and made me stop. H wanted to add oil and what not to my car. I explained that it was fine he didn't have to blah blah blah that I was in a hurry. No, he insisted. When he finished I was backing out and he flagged me back in. He was hungry. Next thing I know, he is in my car. Long story short, he went to lunch and he was unusually close to me. Every time he brushed against me I took a step back. This went on for hours. He finally looked at me and said you "hate spending time with me" I said "no, just a lot on my mind and right now you are not at the top of the list."
Did I totally ruin the moment?
me:51 H: 48 No kids together M:14 years seperated:Ask him to GET OUT 3/21/11 Piecing 09/14
