I'm still feeling very hopeful these days. H seems to be quite comfortable with the idea of going on vacation together at the end of the month. Quite a difference from last year when I was baffled by his TOTAL lack of interest in our trip to Ireland/England for his nephew's wedding. I still feel sick when I think of that trip knowing what I know now.
Anyway. Even though things are going reasonably well, I notice lately that H is getting back into that angry, irritable mode more often. He's clearly still in some lingering replay stage, looking at which sports car to buy, more biking equipment, new clothes, etc. It's not so frightening anymore because he actually consults me about these things and asks my opinion. I've shown him that I'm not automatically negative so now he talks to me about the toys he wants. Although, it's sort of funny because I think he's still testing me to see if I really will go along with some of the more outrageously expensive sports car ideas. Hasn't tripped me up yet! (and then he usually decides himself that it's too expensive).
But this anger thing has me a little concerned. It's not directed at me these days, and it's probably not really that big a deal compared to most people, but it's certainly different than how H used to be, before MLC. Sometimes I think maybe it's a good thing that he no longer holds these feelings in, but then I wonder if it's that cycling between anger and replay stages.
Funny story - I drove H to airport Fri and on the way he tells me he trimmed front bushes while I was at work (he took the day off). I'm thinking that as soon as I get home, here is an opportunity to call H and tell him what a good job he did and thanks for taking care of it. Well, H did a terrible job on the bushes - I mean really awful! I was going to try and fix it while he was gone so maybe he wouldn't notice I did it, but then I decided this is a test for me. H said once he felt he could never do things well enough to suit me. So I restrained myself and left those crooked bushes alone. But, I'm telling you, they look like they were done by someone on drugs with a machete.
