Sunday

Had around 10hrs sleep last night but still woke so tired. I got to Stockbridge and had breakfast. On the way back I spotted this by the buckets :)
Popped in to Mum's to see Lewis and tell her I wanted to an afternoon to myself. She wasn't impressed. Stayed for a few minutes but felt awkward and Lewis was wanting some lunch.
Drove home in tears. Home and had a sleep on the sofa. Tidied flat, got ready for work tomorrow and lay back on sofa. Was so emotional and exhausted. Slept for another hour and a bit.

Steven text later to say he had left flowers on my doorstep to say thank you, he didn't want to knock and wake me.

All in all a horrible day. I hate how exhausted I get doing normal things.