I'm sorry I got so hurt last Friday.  It seemed that you were upset with everything that morning, not making love and not finding the pictures.  That bothered me and then when I went to Rohnert Park I felt my usual aggravation...I had bad light to paint with in the bathroom and it took me forever.  I knew the walls needed more sanding and texture but I just wanted to get it over with and all the time I knew I would have to do most of it over.

 

Then I got back to the store and thought I would see you. But Joe was still there and then you told me that you had talked to him and that you doubted that he would "hit" on me but just talk seriously because of the discussion you had had with him.  You briefly filled me in and I felt terrible that he was waiting for me when you and I had so little time to say goodbye.

 

When he "interpreted" what you had said (and you had warned me it would be a serious discussion) all I could think was that you were leaving town afraid we were going to sleep together so you left this one last statement of threat.  That you are my boss, I'm not doing a good job, and you could fire me (if he and I had sex).  So I put all my self doubt from the day together with every negative comment I felt you had ever said to me and then "the threat".

And I didn't blame you for feeling that way, I just wished you had been more forthright with me.  I wasn't able to talk to you untill the next morning and I dwelled on everything.  I promise to try to never do that again.  I'll do my best to stay positive until we have a chance to communicate in private.

 

Again, I'm sorry for putting you through so much misery when you should be having a good time, reading, relaxing and letting your mind go free.  Instead you are spending all your vacation time  on me.  Please forgive me and go have some fun.

 

I love you so much.  You have my heart and soul.