This evening, after yoga class in Laguna, I invited R and J to come to dinner with me in Laguna at the Mexican joint in the shopping center where my yoga class was. They met me right on time, in fact went to catch me at yoga, but I was too fast for them.
Jeremy was wonderful last night, staying with me when I was feeling fretful and upset, and I had a wonderful night sleep after that. But today we were back to our same old dynamic, with him asking me questions, which I then tried to answer, but apparently not in ways that pleased him. He was back to criticizing the smallest things I did. I just didn't have the strength to deal with it right now, despite a wonderful yoga interlude. I wish I could head some of that stuff off. Ignoring it is the best I can do, which then is seen as not hearing him. Oh well.