Maybe it's time to settle down

Looking at what was written in the last blog, I guess my fiance decided to stick around after all. ( for which I am really thankful for mind you).
I think I've mellowed out these past few weeks. I've totally lost that fire I once had. That never say die attitude which has somehow disappeared with the change in Melbourne weather. I guess perhaps it's true when people say that distance makes the heart grow fonder. For a second, my fiance was going to return home permanently from overseas but now with his service contract renewed in NZ, he may need to stay on for another month or so. With the economic crisis in full swing, I guess I'm happy that he still has a job, and I'll support him regardless of how things turn out with his career. On the other hand, one can't help to be slightly selfish and want him back home to the point where conking him over the head with a club and dragging him back to my cave like a neanderthal female becomes a highly appealing idea (damn those neanderthals were smart).
On the good side, he is coming back next week. On the down side, his family has flown over. Pressure. Oh so much pressure. "Would you like some more tea, future mother-in-law dearest?"