Sunday - Clear…I think. I didn’t go out until late.
Another quiet day.
When I got up someone couldn’t be bothered to talk to me, so, childish though it is, I couldn’t be bothered to talk to him. We haven’t said one word to each other all day.
I got up, checked the computer. Did a few things, but then as he was in the bedroom, I sat on the couch and read some of my book. I napped too.
When it became apparent that he wasn’t going to speak to me, I had a bit of a snack in the kitchen. There isn’t much food in the house, so I was still hungry afterwards.
I went out for dinner to a restaurant fairly nearby. I took my book, and after my meal went to McDonald for an ice cream and more reading. I was really surprised how much I got read today.
I came home around 9:30. Same thing. No talking.
I finished my book. Lovely book. Careless in Red by Elizabeth George. It is one of her Inspector Lynley and Barbara Havers novels, except they aren’t the ones in charge this time. It’s quite good. I had a sneaking suspicion who the murderer was and I was right. I wasn’t sure, but suspected the person!
Anyway, I have one more day of this nonsense before we both go back to work. I just hope that I can survive! Night.
1 comment:
Being the sort of person who has to talk through every problem, I couldn't tolerate the silent treatment for 10 minutes, let alone a few days! I'd have been screaming by now. Hats off to you for your epic patience!
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