Here I am again, it must be 'that' time of night. Its odd you know as I always used to remind Steve to do his blog before bed, most times he would and only sometimes he would say he didn't want to, when I reminded him about "his readers" he often just got on and wrote it. On the whole though he was very good, sometimes even doing a few in the day or starting it in the day and adding to it as the day went on. I cant do that. The time Steve used for his mini updates was usually when I was driving, I'm driving so therefore cant.
Today has been a busy sort of day. I got up early and did a bit of stuff for work. I sent a few emails too sort of explaining my disappearance to a few people, I think they will understand, well, those that actually noticed I've not been around.
After that I was on a 'Steve mission'. I ordered a keyring for myself a few weeks ago, a late night eBay shopping spree, basically a small vial or tube to put some of Steve's ashes in and keep in your pocket etc. There is it in blue with my keys.
Anyway, I showed his Mum and she liked them so we ordered more. Well, it was my job to fill them today, and yes, again I glued the lids on! I delivered them to her tonight, she's happy with them and his Dad is happy with his too so thats all good.
I spent the evening with Steve's parents, really just talking about Steve. It was good to chat. It's really the first time I have had a chance to speak to his Dad properly since the funeral. He seems well and, even though I know he is still hurting from the loss too; he seems to have adjusted pretty well. We spoke about all sorts including the legacy Steve wanted to leave, as I said, it was good to talk.
On returning home this evening I have done very little, I chatted to my Mum for a bit and have since been sat here at the PC. I think bed is calling soon. I have loads I want to do tomorrow. The days just whizz past.
All in all it's not been a bad day. I'm missing Steve loads right now though. Being in Oldham today, somewhere I have only ever been with Steve before, (not least because I /We had no reason to go there other than to see his family), it has been like a series of pin pricks, just small jabs at my sub conscious I guess, or like a child tugging at your trouser leg, just a nagging reminder.
To say I am "missing him" is not expressive enough, I'm not going to try tonight either. I'm off to bed, it's cold and lonely without Steve there but I'm getting used to it. Also, in addition to my thick feather duvet I have a fleece throw on the bed too, I don't seem to be able to get warm enough in bed. We used to just have a sheet, even in deepest winter as Steve and I were always warm.... like I said though, I'm getting used to it.