This morning he sent pics of his pictures on the wall and pillows on the couch and thanked me for the email. I texted back that his place looked nice and I was glad it all worked out for him.
He immediately called and we spent about 20 minutes in friendly conversation about this and that ... a few minutes about BIL and MIL, but mostly just chit-chat.
HaWho, it's interesting how people will say one thing - basically laying down a boundary - and then get upset when you don't cross it. It's like they're testing you and you are supposed to figure out whether they mean what they say or if you're supposed to read their mind and ignore what that say.
In my case, I meant what I said. The final straw was when he jumped down my throat in a restaurant lobby (in front of others) because I went into the restaurant to meet him instead of looking for him in his car in the parking lot. We had an awkward lunch, I spent the rest of the afternoon in the mall spending money I didn't need to spend and then when I finally went home, I found myself hoping his car wasn't in the garage when I hit the opener.
In the long run, it was constructive because I regained my self-respect and he treats me much better now. I feel like he once again treats me with some respect and I'm okay with walking that NC dog back a little, but I'm not sure how to do it discreetly. Maybe the email was the way to go. We'll see if the seed takes root, I suppose.
Me: 59 and holding H: :53 Me: 1 S, 1 D, both grown M: 19 T: 23 BD: 9-23-2013
