Thanks D,

You made me smile. I am glad you are doing well with W gone, I was a little concerned about you and prayed for you.

Soooo... I had chips and dips (D4s words for eating at a Tex-Mex restaraunt) with some friends after work and then took the kids to a park (We are having beautiful spring weather and it will be gone soon enough).

I get home and H is home. I get on the computer and visit the board (here). H comes in and starts talking. After a few minutes he says, "I am not going to read what you are typing. I know this is like a support group for you. It seems like you are hiding what you are doing and you don't need to." I respond with, I am not hiding anything and pointed out that the screen was still open as we talked. He said well it just seems like everytime I come in you minimize it. I replied that I didn't and had nothing to hide. I didn't quite go like this because he kept interrupting and making his point but wouldn't let me talk then declared the convo over. GRRRRRRR. I calmly said, I am not hiding anything. Then let it go. I really hate that. When he says the convo is over it is over. Are we paranoid or what?

He then mentions that he started writing again. H is working on a book. I asked if I could read what he has done and he said sure. He asked me to move and found the file. He then asks "did you go to the gym tonight" (remember I was late and he beat me home" ) I say "no" He then asks so where were you. Just at that moment D4 comes in mommy you said I could have some icecream and I say yeah and leave with her NOT answering his question. As I leave he says Hey, come back... Yeah right.

I come back in a few and he is working on the computer, I cleared my throat to get his attention (I was the one on the computer and he knew I was in the middle of something).
He says give me 2 minutes and doesn't want me in the room. I know he going to put a funny picture up while I am gone so I leave. I come back a few minutes and he says not yet I will call you. As I leave he says -its all about you isn't it-- joking. Boy oh boy-- I bit my tongue and kept walking but I wanted to bite on that one.
He finally gets off the computer and walks out to the living room and asks --so where were you-- I just said out and about and came back here.

H has developed a smart a-- in a joking way type of attitude since all of this began. I just ignore it. But sometimes it gets to me. I have gotten good at biting my tongue and keeping those thoughts all reigned in.

That is all the news worth printing.
Hope everyone is well.
Sherry