Keep breathing...

[mamabird]

Frustrated tonight. I thought H was back to eating dinner with us, but really, he sat down with us Sunday and not since then. So I guess he's not really eating with us. I went out of my way to make a nice dinner tonight which my kids didn't like and my H didn't even bother to investigate. It was pork cutlets so it's not like I was trying to get them to eat something weird. For the record I went to culinary school so it is not like I'm slinging crap for them to eat.

I definitely feel unappreciated right now and it must be a carry over from pre-bomb days because it's really painful. Even though I had this conversation with H a week ago, he feels licensed to not participate in dinner because "he had a rough day" - and I have no leg to stand on. I am in tears over this. Quiet tears.

Well, he did have a rough day. Stuff is going on at our rental property and he was over there all day. The tenant is not happy and we are spending a lot of $ to fix it. It wa stressful. H called me several times today to discuss. I guess now that real life is setting back in after his summer of fun with POW, life is not so grand.

One nugget of very good news in all of this, though. When I asked H to join us for dinner he said he had a headache and blah blah, even though I told him it all goes better when he's there. But as I walked out of the room, he said, "I thought we could all go in one car to soccer tomorrow to save gas." He said it as if he knew it would be significant, and somewhat of a replacement for him not joining us for dinner. I said, "that would be nice" and walked out of the room.

Milestone #2.... Riding in the same car.