Today is my 20th anniversary. This morning H met me at the door when I was on my way inside from taking the dog out. He was checking the weather. I said good morning pleasantly, but not much else.
He made coffee and went upstairs. He has been noticeably spending more time downstairs and occasionally making polite conversation all week.
He talked to me a solid 10 minutes on Saturday about his experience volunteering Friday with his work group. He even sat on the same sofa as me while watching S play Xbox for a few minutes the other night. He even got within a foot of me showing me his new coffee mug. He made sure I knew how to clean it. I wash all the dishes because he has excema.
Anyway, I was doing something on the computer earlier, and he walked in and handed me a card and a very small bag of truffle chocolates. Of course, no kiss or hug.
I said thank you. Then he asked if I had time to go to dinner later, he would be getting off work at 6. I asked if he really wanted to go, and he said that he asked, didn't he. So, I thought about my schedule for a few minutes, because I made plans for lunch and an activity with a friend and the boys, but I did say yes.
I wasn't expecting an invite to dinner. I thought he might possibly get me an impersonal gift, or send flowers so he wouldn't have to be here when I got them. That's what he did for Mother's Day before BD.
The card was a Happy Anniversary one, pretty nice, " The best part of life if sharing it with the one you love." I pulled out the card I had just in case and gave it to him. I wrote, "H, I hope you have a great day today and always. All my best, A."
I actually had been worried since last anniversary that he would spend too much on a special present, because that is what he was like pre B. For our 15th, he got me an expensive crystal picture frame, because crystal was for 15.
I have no idea what's for 20, but the old H would definitely have picked out whatever it was, not a 1 oz bag of chocolates. He even said he got me a small bag because he knows I haven't been eating sweets.
Which is true, I pretty much gave up candy after BD.
Now, I need some coaching to get through this. I am thinking the invite was just for appearance's sake, so he doesn't look like a complets a$$. I am dreading the polite conversation and awkwardness.
