H was a little friendlier last night, when we sat down to watch TV, he put his foot up against my leg (this from a guy who won't put his feet on furniture). I almost thing if I had been a little more aggressive, we might have gotten somewhere, but he backed off in the end...I was exhausted - not too tired for sex - but definately too tired to work hard to get it and then be turned down. Yeah, I guess I'm still chicken
Tonight I get home a little earlier, so let's see what happens...
