The holiday sounds like it was fun, belle. Well done on the walk.
I get mouth ulcers all the time. They're just awful. I think it's the naproxen, but it might just be me. I'd rather blame the naproxen though. My dentist is always dreadfully concerned about the mouth ulcers, bless his heart. He's always trying to think of ways to help me with them. He's very young too, which makes him seem so very earnest.
I have decided to go back to work on Wednesday. I shouldn't actually have to physically go in til a week on Tuesday (hence my cunning Wednesday return), which further delays the bloody awful commute.
Sorry about your DP, grockle. I can't imagine you're looking forward to him picking everything up.
DH is being odd. He seems uncertain about whether he wants to split up or not. He's asked me to go to relationship counselling with him and I've agreed. I'm dreading it, tbh. Yet, at the same time, he just applied for a job in Bristol. He asked me today if I wanted to go part-time at work. I ended up really upset about it because I will never be able to do so since he's planning on leaving and he asked it in a resentful way. Apparently he actually meant that he thinks that I should go part time if we were to stay together (as it would make things better for everyone), but I think it's cruel and unhelpful to say things like that.
We're going to see the gruffalo's child at the theatre with some friends tomorrow. Or, more accurately, we're all accompanying our 3 year olds to it. It should be fun.