Kathryn...

So, today's a tough one for more personal reasons than yesterday's post; Kathryn's off to Romania for seven weeks. I keep thinking seven weeks, because that's less than two months. And less than two months is good, because I'll be in a new job in 4 weeks, and then I'll only have been there three weeks when Kathryn comes back. Which is nice.

Yes.

See, it doesn't feel so bad that way.

Split it up into manageable chunks.

Help, the gardens are overun with weeds...

So, in an attempt to reduce the chaos, prevent potential moping, and generally keep myself occupied I prep'd the bike for it's MOT. Which went slightly less well than I'd hoped. The front brake light switch has, as usual, stopped working. I should've thought of this and ordered one in advance. I'm going to hope he'll let me promise to replace it. I've sprayed it with lots of contact cleaner come lubricant and wiggled it lots, I'm hoping that it might work on the day.

( And the rest of my day's gone like this... )

At a loss

For the last 4 months, I've spent 'most every evening talking to one particular person; and currently - and for the next 7 weeks - that person isn't going to be online. Those who've endured my conversation over the past 4 months would probably be greatful for this break in my conversations, for a while I might not start every sentence "Kathryn..."*, but I find myself at a bit of a loss.

It's odd, because I'm surrounded by books, and I've got stuff I want to read before I start my new job. I've actually had a really full day; and I ate the left over curry from last night (despite the delivery bloke's over amorous nature**), cut the grass (front and back), prep'd my bike for it's MOT, taken Kathryn to the airport (although I'd much rather have spent the day with her... or gone with her...).

But I just feel a bit listless and well, sad. So, uh, sympathy? ;-)

Anyway, I'll stop whining now and we can resume normal programming. Well, when I say 'stop whining', I'll switch to whining about the car, the bike, the house, builders, computers and the general state of the world... :-)

* There is the possibility that every sentence will start 'I miss her', which is probably not an improvement for them...

** Although I think I might be developing an allergy to Slough's curry houses***. While I can't tell if someone's hitting on me, when the bloke delivering the curry gives you his phone number and *then* fracking rings you back to say "I'm just near tescos, I could get some drink and pop round" (no, I'm *really* not joking) then you start to worry about ordering food. I may have to start getting take-aways. All the time.

*** I am attempting to believe that the place Kathryn and I went for my birthday, they were just being friendly.