Welcome home

Mr H has been away since Tuesday, he has been away with an old friend, they go away somewhere every year for 3 or so nights, usually a European city somewhere. One of the nice things about him being out of the country (apart from having the bed to myself) is that he doesn't seem to feel the need to organise and control me.
I have had a lovely time in his absence, have eaten what and when I want, have been shopping, have played music loudly and danced in the garden! I have also blitzed the house, rearranged all the kitchen cupboards (which will send him into a turmoil when he gets home), made a cake, and done loads of big stuff in the garden that he has been prevaricating about for weeks. Our high hedges needed cutting as our neighbour did his side weeks ago, but Mr H has wanted to wait to do this huge (not)  job until he got back from his trip; I wasn't convinced he would get it done even then as he is very good at finding excuses to avoid jobs that he doesn't like, so Tuesday afternoon I set to and finished it in about 3 hours. It was hard work and I nearly fell off the stepladder a couple of times, (and could barely move the next day) but it's done, he doesn't know yet as he's not back till tomorrow - I wonder if he'll even notice?

He is back in the UK now, and due home tomorrow, I have already had 3 phone calls checking if I have done things - does he think I am such a complete idiot that I can't manage my life for a few days without him? Yes Mr H, I have booked my car in for a service, I have got meat out of the freezer for tomorrow, I have spoken to the builder who is coming the week after next, I have cut the grass, I have watered the plants.

Oh, and he rang me when he landed to tell me that he had an insect bite on his leg that is so painful he thinks it might burst!

He, no doubt, will swan in tomorrow, fill the laundry basket with his dirty washing, tell me how much he's missed me, then start telling me what "we need to do". I, no doubt, will bite my tongue.

Happy days!

Hannah x