Just before I left today, T mentioned that he has decided on when he'll have his summer holiday. He'll be away for nine weeks this (Northern hemisphere) summer (which is the same as last year, and my three-week holiday ends a week after his, so it will be ten T-less weeks for me this summer, and I assume that I will have to pay for the two sessions I miss, too. I had more or less counted on him being there up until Midsummer, but he's leaving a week earlier than he did last year.

I hate how vulnerable this makes me feel. Note: I am not resentful or angry with my T. I have absolutely no problem with him taking ten weeks off - it is a fairly long holiday but not unreasonably (or unusually) long for somebody over 60 who works part-time.