500 Miles

I dragged myself out of bed at 8am... on a Saturday....ouch.

I always have so much to do, and I like to make the most of the weekend, so it tends to be sleep which has to go!

I spent rather a lot of time getting my house jobs done, but felt very satisfied when it was all sorted. I went to my mum's, expecting happy family time, but everyone was in a bad mood.....

Little R and my dad had a bit of a bust up, so they ended up taking Little B for a walk in the drizzle, while I played Life Coach....! I'm bloody good at giving advice, but crap at taking it! Once the storm had passed, I braved Waitrose for a few bits. I bumped into my next door neighbour there too, no doubt getting the chore of food shopping over with at the weekend!

It was looking like it was going to be a quiet night in looking after Little B, as the parentals were off out, but then I got invited out, so it was home to rush to get ready.

I made it into London by 8pm, and it was quite warm. I met my friends in out usual haunt. I feel quite at home there. We had a fab night. I was introduced to friends of my friend, and ended up talking to other people at the table, one of whom was a guy I rather liked ;-) We ended up swapping numbers etc, and chatting all night, and I really liked him.

When kick-out time began at 12am, we went downstairs, where I took this picture. One of the bartender's is leaving to go to Oz, so they put on the song "500 Miles", and the team danced behind the bar. It was a really good night.

I walked myself back to Waterloo once again, grabbed a tea and a gingerbread man at Costa (breaking my diet!), and headed to the dreaded 01:05.....It wasn't too bad- I ended up sitting near to a few guys I recognised from my school days, so figured I'd be protected from all the ruckus that goes on on there ;-)

Brief panicky moment when (long story) that guy friend might be on the same train. Cue my hands shaking and having to get up and have a wander through the carriages until I felt better. A bit of a blip, as I've said before, it comes and goes. I did a bit of self-talk, ie; "you've had a good night, you're trying to move forward/take some of the advice you've given etc",

I'll be ok.