friday

Why is it when I am trying to get up the nerve to talk to HIM about our problems that I am suddenly blank and don't know what to say?  This weekend we do not have the kids and no real plans..I'm hoping to get him to talk.  We can't keep living as roommates.  I feel like we are so far apart we don't even seem to have anything in common anymore...unless it's household stuff or going to the gym, etc.  I have to find that fine line between when he's done working for the day but before the beers start to pile up.  Remi is somewhat better although her nose still feels warm and she keeps putting her head in my lap and looking at me like..hey mom, fix this?  She was hungry though and although not her usual self she did roll in the grass a little in the sun.  I know, I am obsessing over my dog..but she's like my kid...my best friend.  And taking care of a sick animal doesn't freak me out like it would taking care of a person where I would no doubt become sick myself.
How do I figure out the right things to say if I don't even know how to help myself?