So Sunday was a big, fat bomb. I should have expected it. The S always pulls back after being too close. And were together quite a bit for Friday and Saturday.

I guess what really got me was that I thought he was making plans with me, and I felt like he backed out. He had told me he would spend Saturday night after work. When he didn't come in, I was restless, kept waking up, and looking for him. Got up for good at 7:30am, called him around 8:00, and didn't get an answer.

I decided he had fallen asleep at his place after work, no big deal, and hadn't made it to see me. So I just went about my day, and figured he would call me when he got up.

I cleaned. I went to the gym. I did laundry, gave the dog a (much-needed) bath. I called him at 2:00, and no answer, so just said ILY on vmail.

He called me back at 4:00. Said he had just gotten up, and sounded it. That he hadn't gotten home until 8:00am. I made the mistake of mentioning I had called him at 8, and he (very, very quickly) said he had left the phone in the front room. But I validated, said he must have been dead tired, and just gone to bed. He said he had, that it was a very busy night at work, and he was just gross with sweat when he came home. We didn't talk long, he said he would call me later.

It was too late to go apartment hunting with me at that point or go to the restaurant with BIL2 like we had talked about. But I figured he would still watch the DVD with me like he had planned.

He called me back around 6:00pm, said he was getting fast food. We chatted for a while. I finally figured out he wasn't coming over at all. I was only really bothered because I had thought we had plans, but I guess not. Lesson for me--not going to sit around and wait, unless they are confirmed. I told him I was disappointed, but only because he hadn't told me he had changed his mind. I was pretty upset, but he apologized, so I wasn't going to push the issue. He let me go so he could eat, said he would call me later.

I had really, really missed him all day. Mostly because he had said he was going to do several things with me. It felt like, before, when he used to ditch me all the time. Really stung.

So he didn't call me before I went to bed. I called him twice, 20 minutes apart, with no answer. I left one vmail telling him ILY. Then decided to leave a second, asking him to just call me and tell me goodnight, I really missed him.

I did a bad thing... I can see if a vmail has been listened to. So I did the snooping. He had heard both messages almost immediately, and didn't answer me back. It was really, really freaking me out last night. I thought he was ignoring my calls, he had ditched for the day...anyway, I was really ticked and very hurt. I wanted to leave him a vmail really badly. Actually picked up the phone several times, and started to do it. But I somehow managed not to, and finally went to sleep an hour later.

H called me at 4am. Said he had finally told roommate he was going to move out, and it had gone better than expected. Said he really missed me. I was pretty slap-happy...we didn't talk long. It did make me feel better. I'm sure most of yesterday was in my head. He even apologized for not answeing the phone--said he had it on silent. Was really quick to say it, like he was bothered or something. He's so funny about making sure he tells me why he didn't answer, even though I completely don't believe him, that I'm not going to push it and make him more upset. I think he may have been talking with roommate, and chose to ignore it. I don't know. But it drives me crazy.

[color:"purple"]Nevanna[/color]