Looks like my subconscious is paying me back for having a not terrible night. Had super weird/sad dreams (One was about H coming by on a Segway with a snow shovel (it snowed here last night), trying to get in my pants and when I said no not until you leave the A, he left. Super weird).
He'll be coming by in a few hours. Apparently he's biking here from work (which is like a 6 mile ride) and then back to where he's staying (another like 6 mile ride). Seems an awful lot of riding to pick up some little things considering I packed up most of his stuff when I kicked him out. Friend is going to watch the pups so they can have a puppy play date. I can't shake this nervous feeling about this stupid encounter though. It'll be the first time i've seen him since kicking him out on V-day. (I'm looking damn good though). Deep breaths. I have no clue how to be light and breezy :P
M:26 H:32 T:8yrs ILYBNILWY/ "I'm not happy": 2/6/16 D-Day-discovered PA/EA: 2/10/16 Separated: 2/14/16 He's living with OW I moved to different state: 06/16 Currently: Trying to move forward