Last night I went to the blues festival and had a great time. Sailboat guy was there as part of the group. As we were all leaving, he walked me to my car. Just to make sure everything was ok. And it occurred to me that in the past few years, H hadn't done that sort of thing. and then this morning, H texted me to see if I would be home today for the air conditioning repair people. I said I'd be home this afternoon but had a ultrasound this morning to diagnose something I'm still chasing down post-surgery. And H's reply was....not hope it goes well, but something entirely unrelated to either my health or the air conditioning. I'm not complaining, I'm past that. Just observing that I'm clearly not on his thought list. And if I can keep that in mind on Monday I'll be ok no matter what he says
