I'm ok, maybell. Confused even more after today. H is hanging around a lot. Claims to have work to do in the studio but hangs out in the house with D and me.
He helped me out tonight by picking up D and taking her to karate on my night because I got off work a few minutes late. He hung out and talked with me and a couple of the moms at karate, he played his typical self: hilarious, charming and even more funny. I said something about dinner being so hard on Tuesday and Thursday nights because of karate and homework and bath time, etc. he offered to pick up D's favorite take out. Awesome. I thanked him profusely. We arrived home and he had it all set out complete with homemade steamed broccoli, milk, etc. this is stuff he could barely muster the strength to do begrudgingly before BD and now he's all about it.
Then strangely, he discovered a splinter in his finger (what he's doing near wood of any kind is confounding but whatever). He chose to perform surgery on himself 3 feet from D with a knife from our knife block. Trying not to be critical I said only that it didn't seem very sterile. He agreed and proceeded to wash the knife in the sink before using it to dig out his splinter (??????!!!!!). He cursed out of frustration (or pain, who knows) loudly so D and I could not ignore the display. How weird right? What the heck is going on?
He's here a lot and not just in the studio, he's in the house with me watching TV, talking about D's teacher, homework, upcoming tests (before BD he barely knew what time school started let alone who her teacher was or when she had tests), funny things that happened throughout the day, etc. it's confusing and stumping. I'm taking it as face value but it's odd. Very odd.
