My boyfriend is currently away. It’s 7.53pm on a Tuesday – I’m 4 nights into an 8 day break; two glasses of wine and one Cadbury Creme Egg into my evening. But seriously, how AWESOME (and awfully sad) at the same time.

I miss him terribly. I wake up in the morning and can smell his deodorant on our sheets. I think about dinner as if I were planning for two. I stare anxiously at my phone willing it to buzz with the sound of a text message, telling me how he is doing and how much he misses me.

Who am I kidding? I totally do this
(then laugh when I find an ecard that tells me other people do it too).

But the flip side? CADBURY CREME EGGS. It’s October people!! And I don’t have to share. And I can watch bad cooking shows and reality TV without feeling like I’m killing brain cells, or that the can of soup that I just heated for dinner is an inadequate form of nutrition.

Sleeping alone sucks. But having the couch and the remote to oneself is a godsend. Alarms don’t go off an hour and a half before I need to get up, and the mirror isn’t all steamed up when I’m trying to apply make up.

Attending events alone sucks. But eating at whatever time you want – eating CADBURY CREME EGGS IN OCTOBER whenever you want – might just be worth it.

Come home soon, darling. I do miss you. x