The actors still haven't got back to me about the Christmas monologues. Reckon it's because I sent them all by FB messenger at 3am? Either way, got a Christmas special of HOP in the West End just confirmed so I need to worry about that now.
Ended up being a late night, last night. Gone are the days when we'd have a crazy aftershow party (like we've EVER done that in FH, apart from that one night where we nearly got chucked out of a Travel Lodge in Swindon), instead we had a cheeky bar in a nearby hotel and went our separate ways, like professionals do. A and I stayed up, enjoyed a bottle of wine and some Twiglets, whilst listening to an Amazon 'chilled indie' playlist, like the modern, sophisticated couple we are.
Slept in till much later than planned, then we spent 3 hours clearing out the conservatory. It's all very grown-up, and I need to do a big run to the rubbish tip tomorrow with all the surplus flooring and stuff we don't need, but the house is starting to feel like a proper home now. I looked in the conservatory earlier and just felt really happy - the dining table is there, as is the (always full) drinks cabinet, my record player and vinyl collection under some not-Christmas-but-basically-Christmas lights around the top...this is home, and we can be very happy.
Popped out to teach my regular Sunday evening drum class, and then back home again for dinner and trying to work out the double bookings I have for next week and how to solve them all.
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