This is just a bit of a rant really.
My mum is supposed to be coming around tomorrow, all her choice to come but I don't mind having her here, so fine. She didn't tell me a time the last time I spoke to her, so I thought 'oh she'll call tonight to let me know when she'll be coming' especially as I have to meet her in the station, but no phone call, nothing...so she probably expected me to stay in, or around the area, all day until she rang to say she wanted me to meet her. I cannot get a signal around here on a mobile and don't have a landline and there isn't a payphone for miles and she knows all of this so it was lucky I spoke to her DP online and I asked him to ask her to ring me with the meeting time. I had a bit of a rant to her, rightly or wrongly, and it got me to thinking that there are days when I never speak to anyone that I know. If something happened to me, no one might not know and i'd be left to suffer I enjoy living on my own and as I take an active place in emailing family and making the 3 hour journey every few days to visit (sometimes even after a gruelling day in the office) but I get sad that it all seems to be one sided and sometimes people who are supposed to have phoned me (their offer), don't, and before now i've waited up late for their calls, walked miles in the dark at 1am to call them because I thought something bad might have happened to them and it turns out that, oh, they forgot to call me. It happens a lot unfortunately. Hmmpphhhh! Rant over!