I know you have more than that, and I'm sure he does too. :o)
For the record,I hope, for his sake as well as yours, that he handles the crankies better than poor Tommy. The first time I ever told him I needed some time by myself the poor man was beside himself. I was very, very clear that I wasn't angry, didn't have any plans except for hiding in my place and not interacting with anyone I didn't actually have to, wasn't sick, etc. I just needed some time ALONE. He fretted and fretted and fretted, absolutely certain he had done something, or at least that I was really upset and keeping it from him. At one point I thought I finally had broken through... then Saturday morning he texted me he'd packed up the car and was on his way, ETA about an hour and a half. I just stared at the text for a couple of minutes then asked if he was kidding. Nope. Then turn around and go home, unless there's some place else you want to go.
That poor man. I honestly don't think he really, truly believed me until the next weekend when I was delighted to see him. :o)
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Date: 2010-05-25 08:41 am (UTC)For the record,I hope, for his sake as well as yours, that he handles the crankies better than poor Tommy. The first time I ever told him I needed some time by myself the poor man was beside himself. I was very, very clear that I wasn't angry, didn't have any plans except for hiding in my place and not interacting with anyone I didn't actually have to, wasn't sick, etc. I just needed some time ALONE. He fretted and fretted and fretted, absolutely certain he had done something, or at least that I was really upset and keeping it from him. At one point I thought I finally had broken through... then Saturday morning he texted me he'd packed up the car and was on his way, ETA about an hour and a half. I just stared at the text for a couple of minutes then asked if he was kidding. Nope. Then turn around and go home, unless there's some place else you want to go.
That poor man. I honestly don't think he really, truly believed me until the next weekend when I was delighted to see him. :o)