Good morning everyone. H took his night off the other night, which means I got a night off. I got some housekeeping done and my bills paid. Of course he stayed up all night working on his project, so I got zombie-H on Thursday night.
Lots of flooding in the area last night, so I need to add vacuming water out of my basement to the list of things to do this weekend. Traffic was all messed up this morning, but the roads are dry, which should make H happy. Our new sofa set is arriving today, so he has to drive his new loveseat up to his apartment. Rain would have nixed that plan.
We have counseling again this weekend and goodness knows what he's going to say. He's been pretty quiet this last week. I reminded him about the appointment this morning. We talked briefly about where her new office is, then he asked, "How are you?" It wasn't really the time to talk about things, but I guess he's wondering just as much as I am. Maybe we'll talk again tonight.
This morning he was carrying on about my logoed golf shirt from work. I wasn't exactly sure if he thought it was stupid, and gave him a suspicious look. Smart man, came right back with. "I think it's great that you work there and can wear that shirt." Okay, he's proud of me. That's cool.
I hope not to have an eventful weekend. Maybe I'll fill y'all in on the boring details next week. --z
