Ouch...

So today was an awesome day, many great things happened.  To me for something to be great it simply means something was enjoyed.  I took pictures with my nieces which was amazingly fun.  These ladies love the cameras, and I must admit the cameras were fond of them as well.  We had a blast, posing, choosing props, picking our favorites.  After we were done taking pictures, we went to pick out frames.  This was another great moment in the day.  When we went to shop for frames, there was a 40% off sale on frames!!! YAY us!!!  The frames we needed were actually cheaper than that!  AWESOME!!!  After frames, we picked up my mom and a friend, did a little accessories shopping, where the girls spent their hard earned babysitting money, (that's a story for a different day), on bracelets.  We went to lunch, and came home to enjoy the evening. It was a good day.

As I was framing a few of the million pictures we took today, I was rearranging some artwork and pictures we already had on the walls.  As I have always done I called my roommate, also known as my TSINW to help me decided what we could do to make everything fit and our home still look awesome.  We shot around a few things, and came up with nothing.  After a few more minutes of pondering I called her back in I had an awesome idea.  For some reason we have always both "asked permission" whenever we decided to purchase something for the house.  So I pitched my sale "I was thinking I could by something of no use for this house, a super cute something, and place it in the middle with these two things (inspirational wall art) on either side."  "Oh a clock, lol," there was a little conversation, smart comments and the like.  My next statement was so what do you think?  To which a reply came, not with words but with a look, a look that I instantly recognized, but wish I hadn't.  It stopped me in my tracks, and pierced my heart like a new cut-co knife (local joke).  The look said "You can do whatever you want to do, i don't care, this really isn't my home anymore".  I tried with everything in me to pretend it didn't matter, but my heart overtook my lips.  I knew what the look meant, I asked to make sure I was right.  "I know the look I just saw, did it say what I thought it did? " To which the response was a smug smile, so my heart once again took control "I know the look I just saw, and what it meant and It hurt my feelings"  Much to her surprise, I was serious.  She tried to come and talk, but my ears couldn't hear, my feet moved faster and faster, closing the door to my room, and at the moment, my heart.  There was nothing more to be said, it was official.  Things are going to be different now and forever.  Oh my gosh, it hurts.  My heart and feelings are screaming ouch, but my mind is saying I have to understand and be okay with it.  I was given a note to try and explain, and it was a sweet gesture, but it doesn't really change anything. 
I stayed and sulked for less than three minutes, and came back out with my game face on ready to pretend that it was all a joke, and I was never really upset.  We have interacted as though that were the case.  I know life is going to cause changes, but its the one thing I never like, change.  It is often uncomfortable, and OUCH sometimes painful.