She’s seemed more-or-less like herself today. She seemed pretty good on emotional investment today—asking me which rides I would ride at Knott’s Berry Farm (presumably later), and she asked me if I want her to look in the gift shop for a type of mustard (I really like mustard and spicy food).
I know I shouldn’t get too high or too low about this stuff—but man it’s stuff like this that reminds me of the woman that I married. There’s just so much that I’m not getting about this, and so much that I’m not getting about her.
She also asked me earlier tonight if I’ve given thought to when we could have our talk.
I said Thursday night, and that we could go out for a bit. She asked me for a second choice in case her mom (MIL) isn’t available—normally, I’m good about that sort of stuff, but I didn’t have one here, and I told her I’d have to think about that one.
