My trip to London on Saturday
On Saturday Paul and I went to London – woo, bright lights, big city. We spent the morning in the National History Museum which was so cool and then the afternoon saw us in Camden to meet up with Adam, Jola, Ian and City Girl. I hadn’t been in the same place as Adam and Jola at the same time since my leaving do back in July 2004 so it was great to see them again. It was just like old times and the new man got the thumbs up from them all. We even had a trip to Weatherspoons for old times sake. The fun we have!!!
The train journey home from Kings Cross sucked completely though – a hour and a half, sobering up by the minute. Pants!
The Giant Ground Sloth
It was a skeleton in the National History museum. It was GIANT. I have a picture with little old me stood in front of it to show you how big. I will post it as soon as I can get it off my camera. It was way cool. I thought it was almost the best thing I saw. The best thing I saw was an Emperor Penguin (my love of penguins overriding my aversion to stuffed animals!)
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My lovely boyfriend
Work sucks. I have not been feeling to well and Paul has been an absolute rock. We have accepted defeat and just admitted to everyone that I have moved in (although I am keeping my flat on for the next 5 months as a bit of a safety net). I cannot explain how great he is, and how much he means to me. I think I probably would have gone insane this week if it wasn’t for him.
My Mum’s good news
This time last year my Mum had breast cancer. A couple months ago she had to go for another mammogram to check to see if everything was now ok. She called me last night and told me that she had been given the all clear. I didn’t realise how much I had been worrying about it until I got off the phone and burst into tears!
Work is a complete nightmare. We have a team of 4 people working on my section. I am still doing the ongoing-time-dragging-souk-sucking project that I have been on since last October. So that leaves 3. Then 2 go off sick and that leaves 1. Which means in any spare second that I have I need to help that person out and there are just not enough hours in the day. There is so much more to this but I am too braindead to explain. Let’s just say I go home completely knackered every night and end up going to bed at 9pm. Plus the project itself is getting more and more work intensive and harder and harder. I know I am good enough and can cope but I just see the next two months of my life being work, work, work and that sucks.
Day 3 – Run 2 mins, Walk 4 mins. It was easier this time. Ran from Paul’s to mine and actually got there after only doing half of what I needed so I ran around the block a few times. Measured it in the car on the way home. 2.7 miles. Cracking!
Day 4 – Run 3 mins, Walk 3 mins. I thought this would be the one that would break me but I did it. Down the gym at lunchtime this time and it was ok because I could listen to music but I prefer running outside I think.
What is bothering me about my friends
I am trying not to let this bother me but I know that it is. Since I moved in with Paul I have really been trying to make an effort to still see my friends regularly, especially G#1 as she is spending a lot of time alone in our flat (which we talked about and she says she is cool with it). Anyway in the past two months I think that we have only got together once when someone else arranged it. All the other times it has been me calling them and suggesting things we could do, chasing up ideas that I have mentioned to them and getting people together.
Then it seems that they have been arranging stuff and not inviting me. Which has tipped the scales so to speak. Nothing big, just dinner round at ours and stuff. But now I feel really let down.
I would wonder that it might be that they don’t like Paul but I am sure they would have said something to me. Perhaps not.
Anyway we are seeing them tonight. I am not in a sociable mood and I am less inclined with all this stuff going on but it is Dawnie’s birthday and I guess I should just suck it up and go out with them all.