Once when H and I were on the outs, we had to spend a night together in a hotel room. We had separate beds.

I told him I wanted to watch a nasty movie with him. He ignored me. I faked falling asleep, as if it were no big deal.

He immediately said, I thought you wanted to come over here and watch a movie.

I did. We did. THEN< I asked him if he wanted me to get back in and sleep in the other bed. He was stunned. He said No...in a quizzical sort of voice...like what the heck...


They don't like it when we appear to be using them just for sex...it hurts their feelings, too. Makes them think.
H snuggled with me that night.


I am responsible for my own happiness.