He's on his way to the airport now. He's off abroad on a boys weekend. It's good for him that he's going, he's been feeling a bit down lately and this will cheer him up. But it's also yet another weekend we won't have any time together. He was at a wedding last weekend, he'll be away to a friend's 30th the next. He was extra affectionate last few days to make up for it. But still, weekends are our time, and I need to brace myself for two lonely days ahead.
Also the two mates he's going with are notorious womanizers. I know he won't be up to anything like that, but they will. And they already think he's kind of lame for being so monogamous.
Ah. Yet another Friday that I wish it was Sunday night instead.