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It might take a little time for him to swallow his pride


This man I married never forgives, he doesn't swallow his pride, he does not admit any guilt in this relationship. A story he told me last year was something I don't even remember, but he will not forgive me for it. He and a horse were having a disagreement, I must have stepped in the middle of them and led the horse away for H to cool down. For years now I have wondered why H doesn't do anything with that horse now. Last year in rage he finally told me that story and that's why, because I tried to cool off the situation. Many other things similar to this, that he never forgives and moves on with life while holding a grudge forever.

I am trying to be wise, sometimes emotions overpower the brain, as they have this week. NO! it's not PMS, this time.

Here's a question. As I noticed last night, things were different in the bedroom and H had moved his clothes around. He took a few more things out, but I didn't have time last night to look much. Tonight I opened a few drawers, found an empty one, and put some of my stuff in it. H's underwear drawer has just a few pairs of socks and underwear, and a nylon bag of old love letters. ??? I never knew such things existed until tonight. They are from 30 plus years ago. No, I didn't read them all, just enough to figure out what they were, and I put them back. So why would this guy all of a sudden put 30 year old love letters in his underwear drawer for me to find? What's the purpose?

I could sure use a good neck rub. No, I will not ask. Haven't touched or even come close to H since Monday. Well, the closest was in the little white gas saver can car I've been driving. We both hate it, but it saves fuel. We were leaving for a meeting tonight, another lady came to carpool with us. She got in the back seat of this 2 door car, H got in the passenger side, or tried. Couldn't hardly squeeze in with the seat forward, lost his hat, half in half out, and said I'll just take my truck. I didn't say anything, just waited for him to get in or get out. He got in, I said I don't like it either but it saves gas, H said he didn't care he'd spend the money. I said diesel fuel for our trucks is 90 cents a gallon higher right now plus this car gets better miles per gallon, and if he had so much money to throw away he could throw it my way. End of conversation, long 25 miles.

It was nice when H got home tonight he came to find me, I was outside busy doing stuff. It's a positive?


Live your life while you are still living.
Riding the trail less traveled.