Today was a difficult day for me. Something was just not right from the word go. I accomplished a lot at work, considering that the power was of for the better part of the day. My husband was distant.

I Skype’d him this morning to ask how he slept, since he has not been sleeping well the last week. He said he was feeling good, but something was just off, so I did not push it too much. Later in the day we talked again, and I asked his if he was off with me, but he said not at all. I started wondering why he was weird with me, and then I wondered if the other woman was maybe at work today. He is off with me some days for no reason, and I wonder if those are the days she is there? Friday’s and Mondays seem to be the norm. I got so upset with myself, for even thinking that, but it kept haunting me. (satan’s temptation) I went home earlier and took the time I had to pray. The rest of the afternoon went fine, I went and bought our daughter some thermal underwear, since all the ones she has was too short. Hubby phoned and asked where I was, told him I was shopping and then he asked if he must pick up our son, to which I said no, that I was on my way there as soon as I’m done. Then he asked about our daughter, and I said, I did not pick her up, because he comes past her school from work, I assumed he would (like he did the entire week so far, but I didn’t say that), and he said he thought I picked her up! I was close to home, so I suggested that I come pick him up, then we can get the kids together. He agreed and we did. I apologised for the misunderstanding and he was also very apologetic. We got the kids on time and all went well the rest of the afternoon.

He seemed in a good mood, despite the misunderstanding. I kept wondering why he was so different with me since he got home and something that would have upset him greatly in the past, he seemed to look over. I thought maybe he was trying to make up for a guilty conscience. Satan kept pestering me all through the day. I kept praying every chance I had. I did not find comfort the way I needed, but I did enough not to say things, not to take control and voice my thoughts because I knew this is probably all in my head anyway.

As for the dare, hubby and I do value each other’s opinion, and as a rule we rarely make decisions without discussing it first. I found it very strange that we miscommunicated today. It is very unlike us, which just makes me more suspicious that his mind was somewhere else.

I know it is on me, and somehow, I’m preventing Christ from comforting me, even though I go to prayer.