Firstly apologies for the disappearing act (not that I actually believe anyone other than myself reads this but hey just in case). Mr H and I went on a lovely 10 day holiday in early September and since returning seem to have been living in a whirlwind of plans, absences and broken technology.
He has returned to the mothership, and embarked on his PDT. This has meant that I now see even less of him than before we seem to be having the type of weekend only relationship I moved to avoid.
Mostly that is absolutely fine and wonderful, the first week he was absent I enjoyed a lovely dinner out with an Arrser one day during the week, and a very busy day of mystery shopping before what ought to have been a lovely lazy weekend - spoiled by agreeing to work an extra 5 hours and him having to leave Sunday evening to get back to playing at being a real soldier.
That night I have to say I got home and felt more incredibly lonely than I'd like to, no particular reason as far as I can tell, the flat was simply empty and I didn't want it to be. Fingers crossed that feeling will remain gone as I don't like it in the slightest.
In other potentially expensive news I have informed Mr Half that we will be moving from the flat in to a bigger property the month before our lease runs out, this being decided due to his deployment dates being smack bang in the middle of the period the lease actually runs out and the fact that I will not move house on my own when he could help me! Naturally this has meant that I am skint, I am not making the extra payments to my credit card as I would like to be doing and any extra money I'm managing to accumulate I'm putting to one side to pay the assorted fees associated with a shiny new rental property.
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