I so get what you mean FS. It is very difficult for me not to hug or kiss my H when I see him. I just have to keep reminding myself of the last time I hugged him. He hugged me like he was hugging a friend that he doesn’t even know that well. Ugh. That was worse than not hugging him.
I hate Fridays. My kids have activities on Fridays and my H gets off work early so he picks them up from school, feeds them and ushers them off to their activities so by the time I get home, the house is empty and quiet and it is just me and my thoughts. When I am busy during the day, I don’t think about him much but when it is quiet and I am alone, i can head down the “woe is me” path and the “if only” trail. Luckily I have some shopping errands to run and then I have to pick up my stepdaughter from the ferry. Then the house will be noisy and I will be wishing for quiet...lol.
No idea what this weekend is going to look like. Just going to keep it at “no expectations”.
