Yesterday was a marathon - especially as it was the first day I did a lot of walking after my back injury.
W and I spent all day together. She was very animated, smiling, making good eye contact when talking about movies and stuff at lunch.
When we went to the movie theater, she asked me to get us a couple medium diet Cokes. Now, we always used to get a large and share it. Funny thing is, I predicted this (or maybe had a latent memory from 6 yrs ago when we first went to a movie after being apart... don't know) and had already ran the scenario through my mind. I would have gotten the two sodas if she hadn't suggested it, to relieve any awkwardness. She seemed to keep well away from that center armrest, but we did have a good time and enjoyed the movie.
We walked the mall, did some shopping, and after the movie, had dinner at the mall.
Since she's planing to paint a kitchen cabinet, I ran into Home Depot and grabbed a gallon of premixed white paint while she waited in the car with some stuff she got at Walmart (where we forgot about the paint. :-) As for the paint, I see that as a good sign someone else isn't helping out, or someone else would have been getting that paint.
She got a little fussy over some things while driving, but not too bad, and I just let it go by. That's something I need practice/training on anyway - not reacting overly harshly. I realize these outbursts come from her fear of driving. She really hates it and is always nervous in a car, even when I'm driving.
She wanted to stay and watch another Inspector Lewis episode (they're 1.5 hrs) even though she was leery of it being dark already (she hates driving in the dark more than anything). But, she did have some clothes drying, so no big deal.
As she was leaving, I was helping load something in the car for her. I asked if it would block view. Said "it doesn't matter." Sounded frustrated. Then as I was going in, she knocked on window to get my attention and waved goodbye.
Wish I could have invited her to stay over, but just too soon for that. I would also love to be invited over to the other house. For that to happen, I think I need to get off my butt and get that darn car, much as I hate the expense.
