No, it's not a problem with us. Recently I've been so hurt by H saying one thing and not following through, I've gotten gun shy. Since he's left 8 months ago, he's told me he'll call me, said he'll "be in touch" about plans, things like that, and not come through.
I don't know why he didn't just think that I was in a place where he didn't spot me. Instead he ASSumed I wasn't there.
I validated. I told him that I wouldn't have missed it for the world because I'm both proud of him and I told him I'd be there, so I was. I reminded him that I've always kept my word to him, if he'd take a moment to stop and think about it. I told him the stuff that I wouldn't possibly have known if I hadn't seen it, and he seemed to relax a little, although it was clear he was still hurt.
After we discussed it and H had dinner ready, we put the issue behind us, and tried to enjoy the rest of our night. He says he was looking forward to our "day" together all week long and that friends from work were asking him why he seemed to be excited instead of his usual "I don't want to be at work" attitude.
I'm still over-thinking why H would go through all this convoluted BS of being romantic, telling me things the way he did like that, and making date-like plans with me if he's not missing me, rethinking where we are.
He swears up and down he doesn't want to get back together, and yet as we were making love last night, he brought up the first place we kissed and some other good things about our relationship. Made me melt inside, it did.
But then, too, he was hitting on a friend of mine right in front of me when I first showed up at the party (before we cleared up the misunderstanding), I wonder if it's because he's actually ready for another R and I'm just sex to him, or if he was just trying to make me jealous as another "get back at you" thing. He gave her his number on a piece of paper and she gave it to me, because she isn't interested in being more than friends with him. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't relieved.
Maybe I should not think about it, it twists my insides up.
Anyway, I noticed H had the Christmas gift I gave him on a shelf in his bedroom; it's a cherry wood statue of a chinese dragon. That made me feel good, I told him so.
