Hubby is working until 9:00 tonight. It sucks because it is a Friday. He’s supposed to be home early. According to him, they’re done with the prototype of a certain MINI car and they have some VIPs and photographers to take a look at it. The event will go on until the last VIP left but he said he’ll try to sneak out at 9:00.

Even if his absence gives me a time to blog, a time to read books, and an excuse not to cook, I’d rather have him here. I am not used to eating dinner alone and there’s no point waiting for him now because it’s an event, there’s a catering so he would have eaten something by then.

He said he felt bad for letting me eat dinner alone so he promised that he’ll make it up to me tomorrow by inviting me to lunch and by accompanying me to shop and spend some of the money I got as gift for my birthday. *wink.

This thing doesn’t happen often and I hope that it will stay that way because I get lonely if I have to spend the time alone when I am supposed to be spending that time with him. Of course I don’t mind being alone sometimes but it is a Friday night and he’s supposed to be home early, we’re supposed to have a quiet dinner, and after that we’re supposed to cuddle comfortably on the couch while we watch TV.

It’s just 6:00 pm here. I still have three hours to be alone…. sigh* I’m too dependent on my husband, am I not?