Oscar isn't in the house. He's at my mum's overnight. It's a very wierd yet very lovely feeling. Tomorrow morning, for the first time in 17 months, my husband and I can lie in bed TOGETHER and not get up if we don't want to.
We went out for dinner tonight too. It was lovely-ish....I've had mild gastroenteritis since yesterday so dinner tonight was the first thing I've eaten since Thursday night - it was lovely - fish and chips - but I couldn't eat much and we didn't stay out too long as I still feel quite rough.
But I'm looking forward to lazing in bed tomorrow....but I miss Oscar too! How wierd is that?