Tomorrow, Thomas and his project partner, Peter, give their presentation on their final project. Assuming a passing grade, this will be their final act before being conferred their degrees from DTU. Were I a Muslim, I'd be shouting alhamdulillah tomorrow afternoon. I'm not, so instead I think we'll imbibe alcoholic beverages to celebrate.

This project, which was originally intended to be completed last summer, and then last December, and then this April, has contributed to pushing back our wedding date, delaying my expatriation, and most recently, stealing my husband away for evenings and weekends. Today, once again, Thomas is meeting with Peter directly after work.

Don't get me wrong. I'm really excited about it for what it is. Thomas is getting a kandidat degree, which is the Danish equivalent to a master's, and that's a fantastic thing. But, this is my blog, and I'm allowed to be selfish and say I'm really thrilled to get my husband after work and on weekends. And when he and Peter want to hang out, it might not necessarily be where Peter's desktop computer with all the data for the project is.

With T not coming home for dinner, it's harder to motivate myself to do something interesting in the kitchen.