yolo
I really really do feel for all of you who arent in the same lucky situation - your adult kids are miles away
You're lovely, but, funnily enough, I was saying today how grateful I am that mine are old enough to have their own houses with DH/F(iance) and have already had their education and got jobs.
And that they haven't got children themselves yet.
It's a lot less to worry about.
I miss them physically, obviously.
Now, how do I manage DH?
He drove me nuts today!
I've been organising our stores: not hoarding but making sure we could last 2/3 weeks without going out if we had to.
It would get very dull towards the end.
But I've been cooking up a storm, honestly. Because food is important in boring times. And I promise I'm a decent cook.
Anyway. He decided - a couple of days ago - he would cook. Sorry: Cook. Capitals Are Important 
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Accordingly, I hung out the bunting, alerted the emergency services, made sacrifices to appropriate gods etc
And was the one who had to sort ingredients as best I could:
DH : Where are the sultanas?
Me : Your muse may have to work with raisins, light-of-my-life.
The Special Beef Biryani was underway...
He had me driven nuts!
"Where's the saffron? Oh! Under my nose - who'd have guessed?"
"Is the beef cooked?"
"How long should I cook hard-boiled eggs? 10 seconds?"
He's cooked this (his one special dish) a load of times but somehow now has to ask about everything!
Okay, it was delicious.
But at great cost to my equilibrium.