Last week, I posted about my H going to Cafe Woman's cafe for coffee without me. Also, he apparently talked to her at the local bar when I wasn't with him.<P>Thursday, I had to go out of town to take care of some business and saw his truck parked up there (away around the corner) AGAIN. So, I stopped and went in to ask him a question about how many gallons of paint I needed to buy for the office we're building (but really to subtly let him know he wasn't putting anything over on me!) Sure enough, he was sitting in back at the community table with Cafe Woman and a friend of his. Anyway, he and his friend told me how much paint to buy. As I was preparing to leave, H asked me if I needed him to go with me. I told him, no, that I could handle it by myself, and left. I was pretty PO'd, though!! Good thing my H couldn't hear what I was calling him as I drove! <P>I was back at work by lunchtime. Our son came by and H asked me to join him and our son for lunch. We went to Cafe Woman's restaurant. I was still PO'd, but I was polite and even sweet to H. The problem is that when I'm trying to hold in anger, I tend to be rather withdrawn and detached. It's the only way I can control my temper.<BR>I did come close to losing it when Cafe Woman came over and was standing with her hand on H's shoulder <P>H rode back to work with me and asked me what I was PO'd about. If I had told him what I was mad about, it would have been a huge fight; so, I told him that I was just really tired (no lie).<P>Fast forward to the next morning. He goes to the little cafe near our business for his morning coffee instead of Cafe Woman's restaurant. That evening, we go out to eat at the bar. His steak was awful, so he sent it back and just paid for his salad and baked potato. The owner's wife had something smart to say about his "not eating the steak because he just didn't want to pay for it," so he had words with her and we left. H says he's not going to the bar again. So, that means that he won't be running into Cafe Woman there anymore. <P>The next day, D said that Daddy had told her that he was taking me out because I seemed to be down in the dumps.<P>So, do you think he's finally getting a clue?

Sweetpea,<BR>Unless she is just absolutely touchy-feely by nature, that hand on the shoulder is not an innocent gesture. A different kind of (female dog) would have been peeing.<P>Wow. I feel my blood pressure rising only thinking about it!<P>Good job not lovebusting. Maybe your H saw himself in your eyes and got a clue. Hope so.<P>------------------<BR>Lor<BR>"A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger."<BR>(Proverbs 15:1).

Lor, you are just tooooooo funny ... peeing - LOL!!!<P>Sweetpea, sometimes men DO get a clue. What they do with it is anyone's guess... Hope yours is going to do the RIGHT thing with his!<P>And I second the praise regarding not LBing. I have to say that I would have had difficulty actually SEEING someone touch my husband and not breaking her arm. <P>------------------<BR>terri<BR><B>Courage</B><P>Whatever course you decide upon,<BR>there is always someone to tell you<BR>that you are wrong.<P>There are always difficulties arising<BR>which tempt you to believe that your <BR>critics are right.<P>To map out a course of action <BR>and follow it to an end <BR>requires courage.<P><I>Ralph Waldo Emerson</I><p>[This message has been edited by terri (edited September 04, 2000).]