What a day! The earth shook, but not enough to lose my mind... Nabal comes in he has 'figured out' our 'date night' I couldn't care less because I don't have any interest in going. He was trying to kiss me. Just making my face wet is all I felt. He wanted to play a guessing game. He announces, "We'll get a hotel room and you and me will (insert big smile)" I told him to go if he wanted, but I was not. He pretended he didn't hear me. He kept up with the slobbery kiss attempts until I could push him away. As he was leaving I heard him say, "I'm gonna get you back." Not in any loving way, but like a project. A thing someone has taken from him. His battle is with himself. We have barely talked in 3 years. I was disrespected for 2+ of those years. My children for many more. And his version of an, unwanted, date is to go hop in bed? I guess this is the sexual dominance (attempts) I read about. Somehow he's thinking that's the magic bullet. (pun intended)
I would be worried about how to get out of this weekend, but Irene approaches! Gotta be here to bail water :) and it'll bail me out! And I'm getting very good at saying no. Now all I need is the cash coming in... I just know Nabal will not leave without a fight. He's not fighting for us. That I know better than anything else. He is fighting not to lose a possession. Plain and simple, but I have come to realize I'm my own possession, no man's toy.
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