So H just spent 2 hours here packing up stuff for his new house - mostly kitchen things.
Given that we were dividing stuff up, it wasn't feasible to not interact with him, so I did for probably 3/4 of the time he was here.
I was pleasant and friendly, joked with him a little, and it was clear that he was enjoying my company. I think he would have stayed longer, packing stuff up and sort of "hanging out", but he ran out of boxes, and when he started to look around for more, I just said, 'Probably best to empty those and reuse them next trip - you have all the kitchen essentials you came for, anyway.'
Feeling oddly at peace with it. The kitchen looks way less cluttered, and we really did have too much "stuff". Not sure where I'm going tonight, emotionally, but I'm finding the positives in having the house to myself, and that helps.
H: 39, Me: 37 SD: 18, S: 7 M: 9, T: 10 "I love you but am not in love with you" - 5/11 Discovered online affair - 7/11