Its not that I dont know what to say, I lose track. My internet is really bad. I spend a lot of time doing my work.
I was so grateful to the people who were around when Mum died, they supported me, especially Skippy. I was really grateful for the support when Coley boy was ill also. I just didnt want to take and not give back.
As it happens, Coley boy went missing today, I was a bit worried, I had a hair appointment at 4.30 and he still wasnt back and by then silently frantic. I left it as late as possible to drive into town. Then it was mega packed and it seemed like no parking spaces (at 4 Oclock for goodness sake?) And I didnt get petrol yesterday when I should done, you know what its like? Your petrol light has been on long enough for you to keep staring at it and the whole world decides to grind to a halt. Plus, did that hairdress faff? I dont mind the cut, the washing is quite nice, that faffing at the end? I hate it when they faff. On my way back, sighing a massive relief to be paying for petrol, (after a gaze at the dead straight, shiny new locks in the service station window. I get a text from Aaron...He is BACK. Now he is lying full stretch and fast asleep on the sofa. I am guess is its been a long day.
I shall do my best. Thanks
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freelili on Thu Nov 26, 2009 10:53 pm, edited 1 time in total.