Hey Vag, he's back on Weds. Hurrah!
Early shifts sound like hell. I'm so bad in the mornings. And evenings. And daytime. Oh.
My rubbish friend from NCT just rang and couldn't have been more lovely. We had the best chat in ages and I now feel silly for being a paranoid eejit. But I was reassured to hear you all have insecurities too. Sometimes it just feels like you're the only one, eh? But none of you need to, because you're all bloody lovely.
Been for a really long dog walk with DD3 strapped on my front. It was just gorgeous. And the hound loved it too. She's now exhausted.
I just prepared myself a delicious chicken sandwich from leftover roast. Started eating it and feel inexplicably sick. This always happens with sandwiches from shops, but this is the first time with a homemade one. Think I may have to stop eating sandwiches. How depressing. And slightly odd. I love bread, I love butter, I love chicken. Why not the combo?
Kayz, if you're not really into the idea, then stay put.