I realised last night that three nights is about my maximum capacity for entertaining myself while Tom’s away. Last night was night four.
Tonight (night five) I’ve made a list of amazing things to do (it’s actually ‘fold washing’, ‘unpack the dishwasher’ blah blah blah) and I’ll probably just mooch around the house doing that and feeling sorry for myself.
Still, Tom returns tomorrow. Hoorah! And then we’re having a mini-break to Nelson for my cousin’s wedding and I hope lots of naps, nice food and good reads.