“I’m just going to have a bath,” I say to Seb when I wander into the living room after my sleep.
“OK,” he says, running a hand through his mane of thick hair. He’s sitting at my computer in his pants.
“What are you up to?” I say, putting a couple of dirty plates into the dishwasher.
“Oh, just sorting out my accommodation for university,” he says. “I’m just asking them if I can live in a house with other mature students and maybe PhD and MA students who are more serious about studying. Not with a load of eighteen year olds.”
“OK darling,” I say, kissing him. “Am just going to have a bath and put some clothes on.”
So had better do that. We are going out for dinner. Our last excursion before he goes away for three and a half weeks. Love my boyfriend. Am going to miss him so much.
Attached photo is one of my hydrangeas in my garden. Love them.
Happy Wednesday everyone!
*2013. By Marianne Sciucco. An “Alzheimer’s love story” apparently.