I got off work early yesterday and decided to meet up with a friend at a local restaurant. H called while we were there. H: what r u doing? M: got off work early and decided to hang out a bit H: where? M: Happy Mexican H: who r u with? M: a friend H: Who? M: Nicole H: Send me a pic of you and your friend M: what? H: send me a pic of you and your friend or I'm going to be really angry M: sent pic of me and my friend. Felt so embrassed and afraid if I didn't that he would just pack up and leave. Later at home he went into sick mode. Said he had a stomach ache. Slept on the couch. No communication. Only smurks.
Fast Forward: I took a vacation day from work today. I did not tell H. I wanted some me time to think about my sitch, pray, do some much needed chores and just try to regroup. H is still lying on the couch and hasn't gone to work. I feel like my me time is interrupted which is usually the case.
