H left Saturday morning to go down to his dad’s. We talked a few times throughout the day and night. Everything went great, and they had a good talk, even though it was hard and exhausting (H’s words when I talked to him that night). He seemed upbeat about it and happy that they were spending time together. He said he hasn’t seen his dad this happy in a long time.
I did some cleaning and shopping on Saturday, along with some cooking in prepare for Father’s Day dinner. I will admit it was nice to have a day to myself. Especially after playing Nurse Betty during H’s recovery. So a break for me! YAY!
H came home yesterday and was barely able to keep his eyes open. He said the weekend was great but wore him out emotionally. We also found out that one of SS friends got killed at a party on Saturday night, that SS was also at. So we’ve been trying to comfort him from afar. It’s been hard though.
I had planned an indoor picnic for H’s Father’s Day dinner, but his knees were bothering him, so we ate at the dining room table. We haven’t eaten at the table together since before the bomb drop (outside of eating out somewhere a few times). He even held my hand while we said grace. That hasn’t happened since the day he dropped the bomb!
I haven’t asked too many questions about his talk with his dad. He’s told me a few things, and it sounds like they are really going to be okay. I’m glad. I thought about it this weekend, and I was being so selfish worrying about how all of this was going to be affecting me instead of being happy his dad wants to be back in his life. As fig pointed out, I don’t know what his dad will say about our sitch, if H tells him. I still need to be focused on being the best me I can be.
H said thank you several times for dinner (with homemade sangria) and his gift (NFL tickets). I actually went into this one with no expectations. Who would have thought it possible? LOL
Overall, I think the weekend was great. Now back to your regularly scheduled programs.
