The other day I was getting ready for work and went in to ask H how I looked, as I do on most days. On this particular day he said more than, "You look good." He said, "You're my sexy wife." I was puzzled... this comment didn't make any sense to me. I said, "Oh, you just like it because you can see my knees above my boots. He said, "No, it's the whole package." I said, "Oh, thanks." He was absolutely serious and all I could think was "That's not right. My husband doesn't think I'm attractive. He thinks I'm grotesque. He told me so." It's been a couple of years since he's picked apart my physical attributes in justification of his complete lack of desire for me. I just hadn't realized that he'd changed his mind. That's nice.
