Sounds like H has more self-loathing going on today. He grew a beard while he was away, but shaved it into a goatee this morning. He just left to drop off a co-worker at the airport. Before going, H said, "So what do you think of this goatee?" I said, "It looks good on you." H said, "You didn't like the beard, did you? It made me look old, huh?" I said, "It only matters what you feel and think about it." H said as he was walking out, "You don't want to know what I think. . . .I think someone should take a meat-tenderizer to my face." My god! He seems to go through more mood swings than any other female I know including myself. It's really hard to stay cheery when he acts like that.
Am I missing something? Last night with the remorseful "I'm sorry" and waiting 10 minutes to say good night, and then this little episode? Could H be looking for something from me and I just don't have a clue? Anyone please?
Thanks for listening.
Valerie
"I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination." ~ author unknown
