It's quiet. Too quiet.

Well, Matt started work yesterday, so at the moment I'm all alone in the house. It's weird. Over the time we've been together, there's times when we've both been unemployed, when one of us was studying, when I've been working and Matt hasn't, but never when he has and I haven't.

It's lonely here. I may be somewhat overcompensating on cooking and tidying. Especially the cooking. Matt went off to work with a lunch of roast chicken, cheese, tomato, rocket, spinach and watercress on a crusty pesto roll, two minted lamb kebabs, and a chocolate muffin. Dinner tonight I've planned pan-fried salmon in garlic butter, and leek and stilton mashed potatoes.

I feel like I'm not contributing to the household in any financial way, so it's only fair that I take care of stuff like that.

Oh well. I should find out this week if I got that job and, if not, I'm going to be talking to the recruiting agency that got Matt his job. In the meantime... well, I want to set myself up a website for my drawings. It's ridiculous that I don't have one. I should probably do some more work on my cafepress. And, of course, MoH.