Beginning and end of a bright green morning

[optimist]

Good morning, my friends. I want to thank you all for your help and all the love, caring and prayers you've sent my way. I am sorry I've been mostly away from the bb lately. I've had a lot of work to do. We were trying to set up a new bussiness but things are not going as well as we had hoped. Well, it is not a big deal: our base bussiness is doing great.

The home front remains the same. I have not brought any topic up, H has not either. He has spent quite some time with us but it mostly feels as if he is not there.

He does not snuggle at night anymore, and our 'bright green morning routine' has been cut down by half.

Yesterday morning we had a small quasi-fight when our D was crying she wanted me to take her to school in Daddy's new car. H refused, which can be perfectly due to his not wanting to give in to a temper tantrum. But I remembered how I had left my coat with D's and H's in the backseat of the car on Sun to see it inside the trunk on Mon morning (while D's and H's were still in the backseat) and wondered. I suspect he does not want to go to his office driving my car...

Last night I had another dream. It does not have H in, which I thought was highly suggestive...

In my dream, I am with my baby brother (the one who came in November and lives in Germany) at our mother's home town. We are staying at her old home, which now belongs to my aunt. We are out for a walk and we meet my D's skating coach with his W and a bunch of friends. We tag along and we have a good time, then they invite us over for lunch at a bar. Somehow my brother does not hear that and walks on towards our aunt's home, which is four or five blocks away on the same street. I catch up with him at my aunt's door where our cousin is opening the door. We turn back and get to the bar as they are closing it. Lunch is over, but everybody is still there and they let us in. We are having a good time with a bunch of people from all countries. Then my alarm clock goes off and I wake up.

It is a weird dream, is it not? for someone who seldom remembers dreams (I assume I have them as everybody else) to choose to remember this one.

This morning I left the house very early and on my way out I checked my H's cell phone, which he had left in his car... It has the whore's home number and cell phone in the memory. Before he only had our home number... He called her last night also, before he came home.

Same old, same old, I guess...

Sorry the update is disappointing...