Ruth left yesterday to go up to sunny Aberdeenshire to visit the parents for a couple of days, leaving me to my own devices.
I spent all of yesterday evening playing Icewind Dale, which was nice, and having a couple of relaxing beers.
The problem was that when I woke up this morning, stretching out on the bed 
, it didn’t feel good that she wasn’t there too. Now before you all think I’m getting too mushy here I’d best explain something.
All the time I haven’t been at work I’ve spent with Ruth. Well, nearly all the time. And to be honest it just feels really strange.
Don’t get me wrong though. It’s nice that I have time to myself to get on with things that need done (like some serious gaming…) but it’s a small flat we have and it seems kind of empty with her not there.
Although in ten years I’ll probably be encouraging her to go away for weeks at a time… 
BigAl