It is unusually quiet this morning at work. I could be cleaning the shop or switching stock to different shelves but, honestly, today I can’t be bothered. I am the type who works better when already busy. When things slow down like this I’m left feeling apathetic.
And apathetic I was…until I had an epiphany. My husband goes away for a week in exactly three days. In my mind there was still a week or so to go till we part but now it dawned on me that he leaves in about 80 hours! I don’t want to sound dramatic but the longest we have ever been apart was four days and we weren’t married yet. He will be having a much deserved holiday covering his favourite festival. If you follow his blog, you’ll know the levels his obsession with Glastonbury can reach.
Munchkin and I will miss him terribly and the house will be awfully quiet (not to mention tidy) without him.