the next day...
I had dinner with a friend in the city next door, so my DP had the evening and the house (including sound system) to himself. Upon my return in the city he even picked me up from the train. Maybe that was what he needed, some time to himself.
When I brought up the monitoring plan I managed to get past the 'if you want to' shrugging stage and clarified that me willing to go for it was one thing but that it takes two to tango. 'OK, he's willing to go fo it too. When do we start?' CD7.
Clarity and patience, and a pothole avoided.
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Hey that went better, eh? Time apart is just the thing, sometimes, I agree.
ReplyDeleteGood luck!
(I like your blog identity, it reminds me of a cool comic book detective).