Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day.  A day I have always celebrated, but this year Rick is still gone and he doesn't seem in any hurry to return even tho Brian has gotten his own apartment.  Rick is still staying in his own home.  I talked to him 3 times yesterday, but he only called me because the car accidentally locked the keys up in the SUV and needed me to come unlock it.  He knows that I would do anything for him, and that he can always count on me to come running if he needs me.  Maybe I'm being too nice and too available, but why not be nice.  Having my heartbroken is my problem and what I feel inside is not his problem even tho he caused it.

I went to the job site, which was at Clays Ferry right on the Kentucky River.  Rick was very nice and didn't seem to be in any hurry for me to leave.  He gave me a tour and showed me how the house was coming along since I had last been there.  I got blocked in by the owners of the house for a little while, but not for very long and then I was on my way home.

About 10 o'clock last night I called Rick, but I woke him up.  I just wanted to quickly give him my schedule for Wednesday, but when I apologized for waking him and tried to end the call, Rick told me that he was glad that I had woke him up and glad that I called him.  He told me about his day and that he had worked 10 hours and when he came home he fell asleep at 7:00 p.m. because he was so tired.  I kept trying to end the call, but for the first time he seemed to want to remain on the line, and he didn't remind me that I was using up his cell phone minutes.  He also did something that he has never done.......when we finally ended the call he said, "love you" and I repeated it back to him.  It is usually me who ends a call that way, so I was happy to hear that.

UPDATE:  
Good News, Rick just called and wants to move back in.  I'm sure he wants to wait until I get the house back in order and cleaned up after Brian's stay, but he seemed eager to return to our life together. He has a few new ground rules about relatives moving in tho, but I don't blame him.  Our life was turned upside down by outside forces of which we had no control.