This morning H playfully hit my shoulder with a piece of mail and make a popping sound. I said, What was that? And he repeated the motion and sound as he walked away.
Then he waited around until I was going to yoga to leave for his coffee shop. I asked him if he was waiting for me, and he said yes, I said he could leave, he said he didn't mind waiting, so we ended up walking over there together. He talked about his day yesterday. I responded with "Hmm" and "mmhmm" mostly. He asked about my upcoming trip and offered to drive me to the airport. I said, no thanks, I'll just take a cab.
He tweeted the link to an article or something directly at me this morning (why not just email me?). I haven't looked at it yet.
I saw he has some moving boxes tucked away in the basement.
Ugh. A few more days and I'll be out of the house again...
