home in the rain

 well, the day didn't get worse, so that's a thing.

although gd and i did have a bit of a fight about it - not for the first time on the topic - mr smear managed to come home from his friend's place, in the dark, in the pouring rain, by bus, by himself.

when he arrived, i wasn't just proud of him for a dramatically successful first time, but for how smoothly he came in, got himself tidily (as per instructions) undressed, and straight into the hot bath gd had prepared.

i was more than happy to read more of the ocean at the end of the lane (as per his request) while he soaked. then i did the toenail therapy (i'm not sure it's helping, the nails are so freaking deep), and jumped in the bath myself, and then we sat down to dinner... by the time we were done it was really late, and he had to go straight to bed.

i've spent the subsequent hour and a half doing nothing of value. i'm going to go to bed soon, nervous about what tomorrow will bring...