I did what I told him I would do. I picked him up at the airport even though I was finally feeling really ok, good almost, about not having been in contact with him since Thursday. I didn't want to do it, but I said I would. He was tired, looked exhausted and asked if I wanted to go to lunch. I hesitated but said yes. He then played coy, talking about how he didn't want to drag me into lunch if I didn't want to go. What am I supposed to do, thank him for asking me? Had a nice lunch because I wasn't emotional, I talked about the great stuff going on in my life and asked about his recent fun activities. He was obviously not as confident in his recent decisions. He kept telling me how he couldn't sleep and has been having nightmares and is totally out of it. I know it may not be nice, but I can't help but feel like he deserves this little bit of agony. I told him I booked a vacation for myself on our mutual credit card... that was a fun conversation. I guess he'll have to get over it, I make my own money, and its my card too. He even had the balls to say "I asked you not to use that credit card!" I soooo had to bite my tongue so the "I asked you not to screw other women!" didn't come out of my mouth. I was cool as a cucumber. Proud of me, hope it only gets better from here. Thanks to all of you, who have helped me find this new me.
Lane