Had another pleasant and productive day with some strange developments. My workday was done by 10AM so I colored with the kids until it was time for their nap. Ran a few errands in the afternoon and my mom came over for a brief visit in the evening.
H made dinner for the first time in weeks. Left the kitchen a mess, but I'm still happy with the effort. I couldn't help myself, so I asked him what ow said when he told her he wouldn't be able to help her with the house. He said that he didn't say anything - that he doesn't didn't show up. I'm not sure if I believe his answer, but he did seem somewhat sad and down at times today. He barely touched his cell phone, and he's usually glued to the thing.
Could care less how ow felt, but I couldn't help to feel like she was thrown off by him not showing up. And if he's telling her the truth about giving her no advance notice, I think she might have to reevaluate her relationship with her old flame/whipping boy.
He called me when he got to work and we talked for about 10 minutes. Late last night we texted back and forth for about a 1/2 hour. I am not a big phone person but he is. I also realized just how he is affected the level of interest that I show in him.
When H got home this morning he wanted to chat and recount his day but the kids were stirring. He sat and watched me while I washed the dishes, then eventually retreated to the bedroom. It was too loud to carry on a conversation and I had fully intended on speaking to him as soon as I was done, but I could tell he was somewhat disappointed.
H came out and tried to cop a feel when I was washing dishes. Then he said that he remembered when I would swat him away and tell him to stop. This is all giving me something to think about.
