24th November

The countdown begins. This is my next operation date. 15 days. One Five. I don’t think I’m going to miss you Leftie. Not that much anyway

So Bad Days Don’t Always Have To End Bad

Being in a bad mood means getting hugs from wanted people who want to cheer you up. This leads to talking which leads to being pulled up from the floor for a much needed kiss. Just thought I’d share this with you;

So bad days don’t always have to end bad. I actually believe things have really changed. We both have. Fingers crossed that this will work. Next door’s cat even joined in. Excuse me whilst I be one of those nauseatingly happy people.

I never actually thought I’d be using the tag “Him” again.

The Importance of Friends…Let. Me. Laugh.

Maybe this needs a rant warning…

I’m Not Sure About This Bicycle I’m Riding

I actually cried today.

Drugs From The Pharm

This sounds stupid but I’m allowed to makes silly sounds in my own space.

I’m Actually Happy

A walk. A night on the sofa. Lots of nattering and a kiss on the cheek.

I’m smiling.

And happy.

 

The Down Side Of Liking Him

EDIT: I really am losing it. Just got a text. He’d left his phone in his sister’s car and she’d gone to work with it. Idiot, idiot, idiot!

• The anxiety
• The paranoia
• The waiting for him to call

Leftie: The Incredible Hulk

All we need now is a bit of a green tinge and some sound effects and we’ll soon be on our way to the numpteenth (and best remake) of The Incredible Hulk…

A Sigh Of Relief

Means that I can breathe again.

Yes, I survived. Yesterday went well as well days go. No awkward silences. No making an idiot of myself.

I’m going to see him again, perhaps for round three of our mad little relationship. Who knows. I went to bed with a smile on my face though and woke up with similar. That can’t be a bad sign.

I’m Off To See…

The ex “soon”, whatever soon means, or rather however long he’s going to take to shower. It’s freezing outside but still I insisted (mad woman here) that I saw him. Tonight. I don’t want to get back into the routine of putting very simple meeting off because of nerves or whatever – yes seeing him scares the shit out of me.