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I'm beginning to wonder if I've actually got a husband or if I just hallucinated him. For someone who claims to have loved me his whole life etc., I'm beginning to wonder. I've been playing phone tag with him for the past few days -- I know he's busy and 3 time zones away so it's not like I'm playing my Mum and phoning him every ten minutes and demanding that he drop everything he's doing and ring me immediately (hardly) but after 5 days, it would be nice to have an actual phone conversation with him v. just getting messages whenever I've gone out. He knows my mobile number and yet only seems to manage to ring my home phone when he ought to know I'm out and about. *sigh*
It does make me wonder how much his brother has influenced him this past week. I'd like to have faith in him that he loves me enough to not just give up on me because he's spent a few hours out of my sight and rubbing shoulders with his lunatic sibling. On the other hand, considering his distance this week, one really has to wonder.
Something happened at his parents home yesterday but I don't even know what. I rang him and left him a message asking him to fill me in but has he? Of course not. His dad was more aware of trying to make me a part of the family and will be ringing me soon to fill me in on all the details. That really does hurt. (For the record, I even rang Auntie R to see if she'd heard anything but she hadn't. I didn't want to ring my mum because I didn't want to panic her in case something was truly wrong.)
I think I will try ringing him one more time and then try to go to bed soon. I have more packing and sorting to do, which of course I hate more than anything. I don't want to go anywhere else even though I know I have to go to London to work no matter what. I dont know what to do if I dont speak to him soon. I truly unhappy about this.
It does make me wonder how much his brother has influenced him this past week. I'd like to have faith in him that he loves me enough to not just give up on me because he's spent a few hours out of my sight and rubbing shoulders with his lunatic sibling. On the other hand, considering his distance this week, one really has to wonder.
Something happened at his parents home yesterday but I don't even know what. I rang him and left him a message asking him to fill me in but has he? Of course not. His dad was more aware of trying to make me a part of the family and will be ringing me soon to fill me in on all the details. That really does hurt. (For the record, I even rang Auntie R to see if she'd heard anything but she hadn't. I didn't want to ring my mum because I didn't want to panic her in case something was truly wrong.)
I think I will try ringing him one more time and then try to go to bed soon. I have more packing and sorting to do, which of course I hate more than anything. I don't want to go anywhere else even though I know I have to go to London to work no matter what. I dont know what to do if I dont speak to him soon. I truly unhappy about this.