Touch

I love all of the five senses! Really I do! My music background means it would be awful to live without sound. I adore looking at beautiful things, I love smelling and tasting, especially when it comes to food, but perhaps most of all I love touch. I would not class myself as a touchy feely person as such, but at the same time I am one to put a hand on someone's arm when they are upset and I almost got into trouble on teaching pracs for comforting students. It has been almost a week since W intentionally touched me. I am thinking that perhaps it is because I have stopped touching him, but there has been no kisses goodbye or hello or shoulder rubs as he walks past or even sitting next to me on the couch.

He came and sat on the other couch this afternoon and told me that he had finished another assignment. He also got a notice in the mail saying that he owed the library $500! I persuaded him to ring and it is for overdue library books (and their replacement). Yes he did borrow them for me, but I told him I had finished with them and they were in the car for ages. The library were quite nice and said that if he can provide a medical certificate to say he hasn't been around then that will be fine. But again it is my fault. Perhaps I am oversensitive. Perhaps he doesn't mean it. But you get the picture he does and does blame me for everything.

Saturday Miss I had dancing. It is her concert this weekend and my mum is coming up to help out. This will be a big help, even though it will have its added stresses. It was the photo shoot. Anyway, the notices have been on the fridge for a fortnight. I had forgotten to spray the tap shoes black so had to go out to Bunnings at 7pm Friday to get some spray paint and then paint them. I had also forgotten to get the pantyhose for her costume. Somehow between dropping me off at work at 8.30 on Saturday, it took 2 hours to get some pantyhose and get to dancing! Oh yes, they went home! I told them where to go to get them and what was needed, but still... So when I am collected from work I am told all the things that went wrong. Nothing went right apparently and it is now my responsibility to thank the mothers who helped I get ready in her costumes and do her makeup. We had already been through the make up with W, but no, that is a woman's job!

So not one thing had gone well apparently and all because I was working to bring in some much needed money!

H has been away for 4 days. It was so lovely catching up with him this morning. he almost had me in tears again though- tears of happiness and tears of sadness for having to put up with what I have at home. It is H's birthday on Thursday. I sent him a hanky and a card. Perhaps I got a bit soppy in the card, but still it came from the heart thanking him for his friendship. Well it arrived today and H was overjoyed! He said the loveliest things- he will treasure the card forever and it meant so much etc etc etc etc. There was no criticism. I had done nothing wrong (I sent it to work and not home!) and he didn't even mind the tiny sparkly stars that I had put in the card that went all over his floor! We chatted about how yahoo makes life harder at times- if we had not discovered how other people could make us smile perhaps we would be satisfied with our spouses. I just wanted to jump inside the computer and hold him. I don't think it is love, but I adore him!