Boo arrived home with yet another suitcase last night. We have about 10 or so now, so I can only imagine he's booking us on a world tour, where we'll need that much luggage! A girl can hope, LOL. Unfortunately, again, his car seemed to go backwards and I ended up serving a very dried up dinner at almost 10pm, which is far too late. I simply couldn't eat dinner at that stage and it looked shite anyway, luckily had some smoked salmon appetisers in the fridge.
Not smoking going badly still. I relented and had 2 last night whilst trying to sort things out, but none today, I am still trying, but it's horrible and very very stressy. It's also making me feel ill.
And just been told he's away again next week. Things aren't getting better, are they.
I am now seriously thinking about just getting a credit card and booking myself a holiday as I really need one. This year has been mostly about me slogging away at work, with lots extra to do, plus training, slogging away at home, on my own so much, trying to lose weight and trying to stop smoking.
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