Red Light, Green Light

So I have discovered that DCS is king of mixed signals. After asking to call me yesterday, he didn't call until after 10 pm (late in the early getter upper world), and I had already gotten sad about him not calling by the time he did.

Then he told me that me email asking him to eBay the wedding dress(es) hurt him and shocked him and why did I think it was so over? Ummm... maybe because you spent the last three weeks telling me it was?

I read online that women that miscarry once are more likely to do so again than one that has never miscarried. That was a gem to read.

So I told him about el bebe. I don't know why I did. It just popped out. I don't know which was more unfair - telling him or not telling him. I don't want it to come across like a grasping, ensnaring after school special style desperate attempt (and that is how I fear it might to him et al.), but I thought he should know.

Needless to say, the madness ensues. Currently. As nobody reads this journal...there is madness ensuing.