Someone needs to finish the bottle of red wine he'd nearly finished - and the boys are underage.
And the boys don't like my delicious rhubarb and apple crumble which is only half eaten.
I get a whole bed to myself - which is good when you have an ankle that can't quite decide if it's comfortable or not.
I compensate by buying the boys treats - so frappuccinos all round this afternoon.
And if he's away a long time, presents!
But most of all, it makes me appreciate how much better life is when he's around.
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