Mrs K has just flown off to the other side of the pond for three weeks. I am back in the land of bachelordom (I just made that word up).
I can eat what I like.
I can eat when I like.
I can wear what I like.
I can fart at ease.
I can shower for as long as I like.
I can go up the pub every night if I choose.
All these things I can do without fear of repercussions from 'she who must be obeyed'.
But you know what?
I'm missing her already.