Haven't posted for a couple of days - not a lot to say really.
When I got home today, W had been doing some packing. She had found some pictures my Mum gave me when I graduated from University over 23 years ago. They are paintings of my home city, but W never like them, so they have stayed under the bed for over 16 years. She told me that she had put them in our S's room. They were dumped on the floor. I guess this was a pull to see if I'd react, but I haven't. It is difficult though. Our wedding photos are one of the few where I actually have any of my Mum and they haven't been on display since May.
I looked in the fridge and we needed milk. In the past, I would have gone out and got it. I mentioned it to W and she immediately got in the car to get some. Never seen that before.
If you're in the UK, there is a programme on ITV called 'Doc Martin'. We both enjoy it and last night was the finale. If you're not in the UK, you can probably find it on YouTube. In this series the main couple have split up and the whole eight weeks has been about them trying to re-ignite their relationship. It's a drama comedy, so it mixes comedy with more human drama. Cutting to the chase, the couple get back together, right at the end. Amazingly, just as the ending was coming up where the female lead says 'I've made a terrible mistake, I love you', my W gets up and marches my D to bed. She's sat through 57 minutes of TV show and then at the finale, just gets up! I think that's guilt, right there.
Otherwise, in good spirits, awaiting the move!
M 45 W 52 SD22 S9 D8 BD 6 April 2015 Not living together 4 Dec 2015