Tonight H had some work to do at a machine shop I've never been to before. After I took the kids to get a few things we needed at the store, I decided to run over and let them say goodnight to him.
When we got there, he just came out, and when I asked if I could see what he was working on, he said no--nothing really to see yet--and acted in a hurry to get me out of there. As he turned to walk back in, he said, ILY.
I don't really think anything bad is going on, but it seemed funny that he didn't want me to go in. I can't help but be a bit suspicious of the ILY, because he said it SEVERAL TIMES A DAY during his A's.
