My dad called me last night, concerning lunch with my aunt on Saturday. He asked if I was riding with him. I said no, I would probably ride with H since I had invited him. He was pretty quiet. Not sure he took it well. He just said okay.
I had a pretty good evening. Had dinner with my friend and her bf. He showed up later. Not too long after he got there, he got a phone call, but didn't answer when it rang. Then he said he had to "go to his car to get something." I know he went to call back whoever it was. To me, that just seems kind of rude, but I didn't say anything...
I finally had to leave, since I worked the next day. H came back to my place with me. He commented, after we got there, that he would be spending most nights at my place since he had nothing at his apartment anymore.
Since I was pretty tired and it was late, I got ready to go to bed. H had been playing on the computer when he saw me changing clothes. He came into the bedroom, commented that he was willing to quit playing games to pay attention to me. This was something we had had a problem with before--H being too involved in whatever he was doing, and all I had asked for was a quick kiss goodnight or a hug. So this was a prety big gesture on his part.
I kind of protested (half-heartedly) his advances, said I was just too tired to be interested. He said he had missed me all day. I realized with him that ML is an emotional thing more than anything else...it was short, but sweet. H's phone rang in the middle of it--which is really starting to get on my nerves, since it's not that unusual. So he went to check his vmail afterward.
A few minutes later he said he needed to leave, to go "talk to some people." Not sure what that meant, but he was being circumspect again. I didn't ask. I'm assuming it was either roommate or someone wanting to stay in the apartment. H also said, since he was wide awake, he wanted to get some more packing done while he was motivated. I said that was a good idea.
He asked several times if I was okay with him taking off. We hadn't spent much time together yesterday, and I think he felt guilty. He said he didn't want me to think he had just stopped by for the sex. I told him I didn't think that. To be honest, I know him much better than that. So he gave me a big hug and took off.
I didn't question him again if there had been a PA with roomamte. I made sure not to push or be too nosy. And I made sure to be nice and easy-going. I think I had been too uptight the last couple of days, with all the crap that's been going on.
H called me early this morning, as I was leaving for work. I said I had missed waking up next to him, and he said he knew that. H also said he wound up crashing last night anyway, not long after he got home, so he didn't get anything done. I think he wished he had stayed with me after all.
Then he said he was returning the U-Haul, and needed a ride from the U-Haul place back to his apartment. He asked if I could take off of work, that I was the only one he could count on. I started to say yes--it was pouring down rain outside--but I realized that I couldn't go in late. For one thing, this was incredibly last second--and for another, I have to certain duties to do first thing in the morning every morning.
He said he had meant to ask me the night before if I could take him before I went to work--which I could have. I just found out too late. He said his friend (the one who helped him move) wasn't answering the phone. I asked if roommate could, and he said she was at work. I asked if his mom could, and he said she would get lost (very true). We hung up. I called him back a minute later, asked if his brother could. He said he had already called him, and he had some sort of appointment. So then I let him go, because I had to go to work.
I felt really bad. It was raining incredibly heavily outside. But then...I had been in the exact same position four months ago. I had to return a truck to the same place, and then had no ride back to his apartment to get my car. I wound up calling a taxi. H said he didn't have the money to get a cab.
He called me later, said he was walking, that the rain had subsided some, so it wasn't so bad. That he was just bored, and had no one else to talk to. I was fairly distracted, since I was at work. I need to ask him to call me less while I'm at work--sometimes I feel like he thinks he can just call me whenever.
But...I was glad to hear from him.
It wasn't all bad. H is still doing the secretive thing, maybe without even realizing it. Maybe because I had been so cranky with him for a couple of days. Usually, when I'm calm and accepting, he starts volunteering lots of info. And, he clearly is much more emotionally attached to me again. He's said I was the "only one he could depend on" and I think he felt bad about not spending the night last night anyway. I can't wait until this crap with his apartment and roommate is over with.
He just said okay.
