Job, thank you, thank you, thank you. Your post lifted my spirit. And I want to be in a good spirit for tonight when go to celebrate our traditional New Year’s at my sister’s.
It is interesting that I had the same thoughts crossing my mind, about an excuse to pick up the stuff. I just didn’t want to have any expectations, so I ruled this out in my head and decided to focus on thinking that H is actually moving on and I need to treat it as such. It actually worked. I was calm and not upset at all.
These two chests are actually not a “furniture”, they are storage trunks. One was given to H when he left for the Navy at the age of 18 by his step dad, and another was also made by his step dad for H’s Mom, and it has engraving on it “With love to H’s Mom from step dad”. But… you are amazingly right when you said that H’s is re-decorating and needs some furniture. He actually was going to use one of these chests as a furniture to put it under a new mirror he purchased. I’ve been wondering why H was not trying to pick these chests before. I think they would mean some memory to him. I cleaned out all of my stuff from both of them a long time ago, because H mentioned a few times in the last couple of years that he wants to pick them up.
Wait for the next part! Both chests are still in my house after H’s visit this morning. The chests are in my bedroom. So, H had to go to the bedroom where he hasn’t been for a long time (since he picked up his clothes about 2 ½ years, I think). Job, to your point, here is the excuse, I guess to see what’s going on. After all I told him that I was planning to replace the bedroom furniture last time we spoke. So, he went in the bedroom, picked one of the trunks, carried it out to his car. I offered some help, but he just kept carrying that heavy trunk by himself. I saw him taking a mirror out of the trunk of his car (I guess the one he just purchased), then I went inside. After a couple of minutes he came inside and told me that this is not going to work, because there is not that much room, and he is afraid that the mirror will get damaged if he puts it on the top of the trunk.
He then said, sorry, but he will pick those up at some other time when he has more room in a vehicle. It was kind of vague. I know he is going to drive his camper back for work (which has lots of room!) Will see if he will swing by the town then, or he will drive through other state, like he did last year.
He brought that chest back into the house and put it in the bedroom. I was actually looking forward to get rid of these chests, especially when I get new furniture. I might need to put them in the garage then.
We had a brief conversation, where I learnt a couple of things. He told me that he is recoating the condo, that he bought a mirror (that might fit on the top of that chest he wanted to take, I can’t picture that though), and put some window coverings for privacy. I told him that this is what I wanted to do when we were decorating the condo first place. A truth dart, I guess... We were arguing about the window coverings when we were picking them. I wanted full coverage, and he wanted semi-transparent blinds, because “what was there to hide” and he wanted to see the outside all the time. Now, he changed his mind, apparently.
He was explaining his re-decorating things to me and I kept rolling my eyes trying to picture what he was talking about. Then he said that I will see for myself next time I’m at the condo. Wow… I guess, he is still ok with me staying at the condo. Good to know.
When he came into the house, he made a comment that the house looks very nice, with the holiday decorations. Interesting… The house actually looks the same inside, with the exception of a Christmas tree. But, this is it. I have lights on the outside thought.
One more interesting thing I’ve noticed. It’s been a few time when H came to the house and knocked on the screen door. There is a doorbell that I replaced last year, because the old one stopped working. It works a bit funny. You have to press it for a few seconds for it to work. So, last times when H came and knocked on the door, I went and checked the doorbell every time making sure it still worked. It did. So, I thought that H just didn’t have enough patience to push it longer. Today, same thing… I got a knock on the door. So, I was going to make a comment that H needs a little bit more patience to ring the doorbell. I opened the door and asked if H tried the doorbell. He said that he didn’t even push it, he just knocked. I think this was the case all other times too. He had no problems ringing the old doorbell. So, what is it? He just doesn’t want to touch it, because it was not the one that he put in? Looks very odd to me.
I think my post is all over the place. I’m just trying to record everything before I forget. Still need to do a lot of things before I go to my sister’s tonight.
Happy New Year, everyone!
M:50 H:52 S28 (my S from previous marriage) M:17 + 3 BD: 06/12 S: 06/12 - H works in another state