Well I picked H up at the airport, unfortunately late, and he was tired and in a bad mood as the car was making noises all the way home. As soon as we walked in the door he noticed the computer was gone and asked me where it was. I told him it was with the rest of my stuff.
H seemed a little like a dog who has finally caught the car he'd been chasing and now doesn't know what to do with it. I know in the past I told him that I would move out if that is what he really wanted but I don't think he believed I would really move. Before I left last night we ML and then I got dressed grabbed a few things I needed and was out the door with him saying he'd call me Saturday.
Unfortunately this morning when I went to log on to my computer to work (I work from home), I couldn't get my Internet connection to work at my friend's house where I'm staying and had to drive back home with the computer in order to do my work.
It was very weird. I've been gone one day and already I don't feel like I live in my apartment. I don't feel like I live in my friend's house either. My H left for work about an hour after I arrived and again said he'd call me Saturday.
Now I guess I have to think about what I'm going to say to him on Saturday. I really don't want to talk about any R stuff. Then again, I'm sure he doesn't either.
