He has to go for the test.  It’s been more than six months.  He should have gone before.  He didn’t because……?

But he’s been worrying about this for a few weeks and, therefore, no sex although, stupid as I am, I only twigged that was the reason, last night.

And it was supposed to be this morning but he had a bad night last night, partly because of my snoring.  And, so, he didn’t get up in time.  He says he will go tomorrow.  I wonder if it’s procrastination on his part?

Also, he said last night that he will go to his parents this coming weekend.  I said ‘OK’ – what else was I supposed to say?  I don’t really mind at all (and by that I mean, I don’t really mind that I won’t be going) but I wish he had never invited me down in the first place, those weeks ago.  If he hadn’t invited me down then I would not have had expectations.  I wonder why people don’t get the ‘exceed their expectations and all will be well’?

On the other hand, his best friend from Austria, Fi, may come over for the Furniture Fair and Best Mate has said she’s coming over just after Easter for a few days!