Monday, February 28, 2011
..... From outer space? Did I just walk in to find you here with that smile on your face?
It's going to be one of those days. I forgot my bag to take to Leamington on Friday. I had no phone, no pulse point stuff (got a new one from the Body Shop on Thursday) no nothing.
However, we went to leamington and it was good. J and I went to the caravan and boat show, and the boys stayed with their grandparents for the day. Sunday we did "not a fat lot" and came home. I have a million and one jobs to do, but it's all good.
I made myself look at the Death Certificate last night, before I post it off to DVLA to get all that sorted out. I hate that piece of paper. I don't say hate very often, but I hate that piece of paper. And then I cried. I miss my friend. I know that the more intimate side of my life is fabulous with J, and I love him more than I ever thought possible, I love the idea that we have this gorgeous future that we are planning together. But last night I missed my friend. I wanted him to walk in the door, demanding tea and bob buns and then be up all night talking rubbish, like we used to before we were together.
But if wishes were horses then beggars would ride.
Day 21 is a picture of something you wish you could forget. That's also a tricky one as there is nothing in life I wish to forget - it's all made me who I am.
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