Ugh.

Tired. So, so tired. Yet, I don't want to go to bed. The man's already asleep, and I'm feeling really lonely, especially since I've hardly had any real contact with him all day. I don't know, it's been weird today, because we've been together, and yet it feels like I haven't seen him or been able to speak to him and I don't like that. Plus my back's killing me. I'm off work tomorrow so that's a bonus I guess, and we're going into Aberdeen tomorrow which means we'll be having a day out to ourselves, so it should be good. But, what if it's like today and we hardly actually speak? Or he gets distracted like he's been all day? I can't help wondering... or worrying. Time to watch a cooking programme to take my mind off the world and it's wife.