And now, the news.
At work I was allowed to stay where I am. For now. I've worked 2 (3) extra shifts the past 4 days, and with this and my Easter/holiday additions, my May paycheck will be quite nice. Two more nights, then 4 days off - - which I'm spending dog-sitting at Sis'.
My London break? If there's a word that's more with the awesome than amazing, it was that.
Weather was completely gorgeous and summerish. I finally went back to Westminster Abbey. I got to see THiddles and Tilda in Only Lovers Left Alive at the cutest and most inviting cinema I've ever been to - and I was with Raz, which made it even better.
Cocktails at Oxo Tower, dinner at Zizzi, the cinema excursion, a day at Westfield, and lunch at Maroush. In all of this I got to spend time with Raz and/or Claire all days but one, and IT WAS. SO. NICE.
Speaking of London: Looks like I might get my summer vacation in August. Happytimes. I get some tax refunded, as well as the money my mother has borrowed, so I can afford 14 days in London again.
Sadly it looks like I have to change hotels, but I've found a pretty cool looking one in the Southbank area, and with their prices I can afford a bit of taxi-taking - - - which is a good thing because tube-station-wise it's not as well situated as the George.
I had finally arrived at the conclusion of possibly taking K. with me for a couple of days of those 14, but it sounds like that might be out because there are other things going on. Have to talk it over with Sis to see if I can possibly bring him for a long weekend later on if we can pull him from school a couple of days. I would have loved to have him with me for a couple of days, even if Sis too much of a mother hen and has to tag along. *rolls eyes*
And now for the bad news.
Hytta is gone. The new owner takes over at May 1st (which I feel, frankly, is an exceptionally bad date for Mamma to have picked, but whatever). It will be okay eventually, but now.. Mamma is going to and fro picking up stuff she wants to keep, she's so upset. And I suspect I have to come with her once or twice. Which will be, in a word, fucking horrible. But eventually and ok is what I'm aiming for.
Also, in comparison to what my BFF is going through right now, my worries aren't that big. Looking at it I'm glad Pappa got to leave "with his boots on", like he wanted to.
My London break? If there's a word that's more with the awesome than amazing, it was that.
Weather was completely gorgeous and summerish. I finally went back to Westminster Abbey. I got to see THiddles and Tilda in Only Lovers Left Alive at the cutest and most inviting cinema I've ever been to - and I was with Raz, which made it even better.
Cocktails at Oxo Tower, dinner at Zizzi, the cinema excursion, a day at Westfield, and lunch at Maroush. In all of this I got to spend time with Raz and/or Claire all days but one, and IT WAS. SO. NICE.
Speaking of London: Looks like I might get my summer vacation in August. Happytimes. I get some tax refunded, as well as the money my mother has borrowed, so I can afford 14 days in London again.
Sadly it looks like I have to change hotels, but I've found a pretty cool looking one in the Southbank area, and with their prices I can afford a bit of taxi-taking - - - which is a good thing because tube-station-wise it's not as well situated as the George.
I had finally arrived at the conclusion of possibly taking K. with me for a couple of days of those 14, but it sounds like that might be out because there are other things going on. Have to talk it over with Sis to see if I can possibly bring him for a long weekend later on if we can pull him from school a couple of days. I would have loved to have him with me for a couple of days, even if Sis too much of a mother hen and has to tag along. *rolls eyes*
And now for the bad news.
Hytta is gone. The new owner takes over at May 1st (which I feel, frankly, is an exceptionally bad date for Mamma to have picked, but whatever). It will be okay eventually, but now.. Mamma is going to and fro picking up stuff she wants to keep, she's so upset. And I suspect I have to come with her once or twice. Which will be, in a word, fucking horrible. But eventually and ok is what I'm aiming for.
Also, in comparison to what my BFF is going through right now, my worries aren't that big. Looking at it I'm glad Pappa got to leave "with his boots on", like he wanted to.