W asked me to help sort out her television. Whilst I'm not her 'handyman', as she asked so nicely and has been really agreeable, I went around to her flat. To say her flat is squalid would be a step to far, but the council has provided it as temporary accommodation and it is basic.

I sorted out her TV and she was laughing and joking with me. She smiled when she spoke to me, with some affection. It was difficult not to just kiss her. She's going back to what she used to be, character wise.

I don't think she has really felt loss yet, though. As I say, she has been at my house virtually every day since we finally moved house. My SD however, is finding excuses to come over when she wants and seems more upset at the situation than W does (visually). S & D seem to be coping OK.

Managed a cheeky GAL activity Sunday night and have a big works Christmas do on Friday.

Whilst I don't want to be seen as being at her 'beck and call', I feel I have to walk a thin line between genuinely helping, being her husband (on paper) and becoming her friend. That's going to be a judgement call on a job by job basis.


M 45 W 52
SD22 S9 D8
BD 6 April 2015
Not living together 4 Dec 2015