Long time no see!

Well we realised that getting the houe finished before we moved in was going to be impossible. So we've been living here for four days now in what amounts to a building site. The kitchen is almost finished, the pelmets cornices and plinths are all that's left, even the tiles have been painted! The conservatory is a dumping ground atm, full of boxes, linen, funiture and anything we haven't found a home for. The master bedroom is finished bar the wardrobe doors but we've put them on hold until we have actually got a living room. Atm it's a concrete floor and the walls are full of holes after a gas leak was detected. That's sorted now thank all that's good and holy, but it's pull is well behind. The spare room is functioning as a spare room but there are some boxes still to sort, and the nursery is now full of boxes as well, but we've got all the bookshelves in, they just need filling up.

So, not all bad news, but tired and fed up now. All not helped by the woman who reversed into me in the supermarket carpark, whose other half kept phoning to ask us for the money for the repair, eventually my husband phoned her fiance and pointed out that the accident was a 50/50 responsiblity. He asked what we meant. Turns out she lied and said she was parked and I hit her! My husband pointed out that to have sustained the damage to our car while I was moving I would have had to be driving sideways and we haven't heard from them since, despite us offering to meet them so he could inspect our car... Silly cow...

It's my birthday in a few weeks, which means London baby! Very excited, my friend the bunny has been planning some activities for us I think and we're both bouncing about seeing Wicked. Good times :)

The wedding was beautiful. The bride was gorgeous and the whole day was fab. True there were some screw ups, like the caterer and DJ being two hours late, but other than that the day went off without a hitch. There was some upset after I got upset when the groom blew me off when I bought him a drink but my friends rallied around me and hugged me and wiped away my tears after I explained that I've been feeling isolated and lonely and missing people and he jus tipped me over the edge. In my defence I had spent all of Friday fighting back tears and while on the train down had actually started crying over it all, I blamed my book, The Lovely Bones is depressing enough for me to get away with it. So some upset, but I wasn't alone, the other long term girlfriend of our little group was also found in tears in the toilets later that night by my best friend, in fact Nic was the only wife/girlfriend of the group not to cry after the bride was upset over the caterer!

As a result of the whole bursting into tears at the drop of a hat thing I'm back on the herbal happy pills and sleeping aids as I need to keep my strong face on.

For now, I'm off to unpack some books and try to clear some boxes from one of the two spare rooms. Until next time, I've got nothing against you, and surely I'll miss you...