Mother’s Day: He told me Happy Mother’s day and gave me two cards. One was actually from him, a husband card. He apologized for not getting me flowers, and said that it was because I was going out of town and wouldn’t be home. He included a gift card for a salon that he had previously arranged for me to have a massage at.
He also hugged me, but no kiss like at Easter.
He also hugged me and told me to have a safe trip.
I guess the hugs tuckered him out because I was gone for a week and didn’t hear from him the whole time. I took three of our boys out of town to attend our granddaughter’s kindergarten program.
H knew he was invited also but didn’t express a desire to go. He said he would call. That didn’t happen.
But I had a great time. And I got to bring our two little granddaughters home with us for a visit.
I have been taking care of 6 kids aged 2 to 19. Lots of dishes, lots of tantrums, lots of crayons, lots of laundry, lots of Sponge Bob. And the 2 year old is potty training.
Yesterday H took the day off. He is never off on Mondays, but I surmised that this was his holiday from last week since he had to work last week. He never mentioned that he would be off.
He worked in the yard, and I heard him say to the girls that he didn’t have time to watch them outside. I was busy in the kitchen and couldn’t supervise them.
A few minutes later I looked out the window and saw the girls and my youngest son outside with him working in the yard.
Well, H was working and they were watching intently. It must have something to do with 2 and 6 year old curly blond adorableness.
Later H came into the kitchen and said something to me. I don’t even remember what he said, but he looked normal and smiling.
It almost seemed like the old H, like everything was like it used to be, and that he would be joking with me and grabbing me any second. That didn’t happen.
OK—I wrote that update last week. The grandbabies are gone, two of my kids are working, and two are at camp. I was alone today for the first time in I can’t remember when for about 4 whole hours.
H was off work today, but he offered to take kids to work and was gone most of the day. He offered to make dinner, which he did. We were alone, and ate without too much conversation, and of course none of it meaningful, but it was polite and pleasant, as always.
Before I forget, I mentioned to my mom within the last month that I never see H on his phone, which is a work phone. I never hear it ring, and I never hear him talking on it. That’s a 180 from the old H, who used to get home with it plastered on his ear and hand it to me all the time to talk to one friend of his or another.
I emailed him yesterday about some family business, and noticed for the first time that his reply, and all of his replies since March, have been sent on an iphone.
I didn’t even know, and neither do my kids, that he even had one, and that his company switched equipment. He used to have a Blackberry. You would think that he would want them to know because they all have ipods and could message him for free. Apparently he keeps it on silent when he’s home.
I didn’t say anything, just filed it in the Just Another Thing He’s Hiding folder.
