Even though I am still sick I am taking down all the Christmas decorations today. It is sunny and 75 degrees here and it makes me feel like it is July. And that freaked me out given h's recent request. I couldn't take it anymore with tissue in hand, I de-assemble.
I started small so he would see the boxes. He didn't say a word. Then later he came in, looked at the tree and said he guessed it was done. I joked it was begging for Dr. Kevorkian.
I was impressed he was ready to let it go given his issues with the holiday. Last year he practically had a tantrum.
Me 41, H 47, M 15 yrs, S11, S13 BD 1: 11/4/14 we work on it; really I pretzel myself BD 2: 3/31/15 H goes down to "dorm room" 8/15: H back to MBR 10/15: H back in dorm room 1/18: H files, now divorced
