After 3 and a half days spent with my boyfriend, during which we drank a bottle of wine while reading out random facts to each other from books of useless information, purchased a new plant (and soil to repot one of the old ones), attended a mini music festival in celebration of a local music shop’s 30th anniversary and watched Chelsea beat Bayern on penalties in the Champions League (allowing me to laugh at Bayern), my four-day weekend is now over, Jan has gone away to a trade fair and the washing machine decided to leak all over the kitchen floor. I think it’s fairly safe to say reality has kicked back in. All I want to do now is sleeep – ready to be up for work at 6 a.m. tomorrow. Which is why I’m keeping this blog post short. Good night world! I’m off to try and sleep in my big empty double bed all by myself. I suppose it’s good practice for January, when it’s looking more and more likely that I will be alone…
Confuzzledom 
Sounds like you had a great weekend! Why is it looking so likely or is it just the pessimist in you?!
This time it’s not just my pessimism. We’ve been talking about things a lot. Last week I thought we’d had a mini-breakthrough, but now we’re back to he doesn’t know what he wants and he has no intention of doing anything to figure out what he wants. *sigh*