H called me a couple of times yesterday while I was out at a big family lunch by the lake, so missed the calls. He finally left a message telling me I don't need to call him because he had figured out whatever it was he thought he needed to ask me.

My sister told me that she saw H on Saturday at 'Floriade' (a big spring flower show we have in Canberra every year). She said he was just walking around on his own because op was in the Interflora tent. She said he seemed vauge and down and it was weird that he was just kind of walking around on his own. I'd say she had him on look out duty telling anyone she didn't want to see where she was so they wouldn't go in there - she's wierd like that, she locks herself away from the world so she doesn't have to see anyone - there's a rumour she won't even go to the local shops anymore incase she runs into me, my friends or my family - and there is no basis for her to be worried, I've never said anything to her (except 2 years ago when I was angry she was having an affair with my best friend's husband), and my family and friends have never been anything but charming to her - for goodness sake, I wrote the eulogy for her husband's funeral, all of my friends and family offered her love and support during the time her husband was sick and then died. I just don't get it. She's a nut job. I'm sure poor H is finding it all very difficult.

Next time H calls me I'm going to ask what's happening with exchanging contracts on the house. I'm upping the ante - make it or break it - I'm ready for resolution to this tiring ongoing saga.

V

Never make someone a priority, who makes you an option.