how knackered we both are
The bliss, tonight, of being able to sit in my own seat, not to have the television on so loud we were sat in the kitchen the pleasure of eating when we eat (not that either of them ate much) the pleasure of going to the loo and not having to paddle, or even lock or shut the door, the sheer bliss of walking around with nowt on (that'll be tonight, when I can use the upstairs loo, rather than having to put a dressing gown on and come downstairs) and also just being able to chat to each other - or not is just lovely.
I think I'll be a hermit in my next life