Separation, Moved back in, still ILYBNILWY Part 3

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If you could plot the physical intimacy of the last week on a chart, it would look like a steep mountain wall, only you were standing on top, and the future was in the valley below, with another mountain on the other side

I really wasn't surprised by that. Considering everything that's happened over the last few months, I've had to take some time to ponder our anniversary as well. But still, we went from ML to an awkward hug a few days later.

W had a bachelorette party to go to Saturday night. I kept S and went to church, then home to relax. I slept pretty well, and woke up a couple of hours before she got home (she'd been planning on drinking and staying the night at the friend's house).

She came home a bit hungover, but in generally good spirits. We spoke for a little while over coffee and orange rolls I'd baked. At one point, we went about separate activities. I was still a bit tired, so I went and layed in my bed for a little bit. I got up to do something, and when I came back, W was laying in my spot. I walked around the bed to the other side, commenting on how that was what I was coming to do, and then layed with her, maintaining a bit of space between us (hard to do on a full size bed). She rolled over to the middle of the bed. S came in a minute later and began climbing on us. I got up to do something, and as I came back, she made mention of being in a cuddly mood. I took that to mean with S, but as she began talking about how sore her back was, I realized she meant with me.

We stayed in bed, fully clothed, but entwined in each other. She played with my hair and we kissed occasionally. We made plans to spend the day like that, but it wasn't meant to be. While in bed, we made a grocery list. I went shopping, and when I came home, discovered that S had removed his diaper and proceeded to not only poop on the floor in my room, but also smear it into the carpet. I put him in the bath. After he was clean and dry, I went to get a diaper and clothes for him, but had made the mistake of leaving him in my bed, so he peed on it pretty good.

I wound up washing sheets and shampooing the carpet instead of what we'd planned on doing (watching movies in bed). W began feeling a little worse and eventually just became stuck to the couch, watching TV. We'd still hug and kiss occasionally. She asked me if I wanted to go to her friend's wedding with her. I told her I would. In all, still a pretty good day. I was thankful for what I got, though I admit I was hoping for a whole day of it! Won't find any complaining here, though.

I've been doing bits and pieces of yardwork the last few days, removing stumps, transplanting certain bushes to other areas of the yard, etc. W mentioned that we needed to get some tomato plants going, and that she really liked some of the things I'd done to the yard so far.

I'm still just taking it day-by-day, though. It's easier, that way.