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Had a good week this week.
Steph came round for our sleepover on Wednesday and we got cracking organising the bra's so that's some kind of progress on my list anyway. Although we'd planned to watch the first Hunger Games we ended up sitting talking for hours about what's been bothering both of us and before we knew it was gone eight. It was a good conversation though and we've both been depressed and it has manifested in different ways. My self confidence is shockingly low and I hate going out on my own and her self confidence stops her from going somewhere new. So between the two of us we can bolster each other and go out like a pair of nutjobs together both getting strength from the other.
So Thursday we went to the 11.30 showing of The Hunger Games: Catching Fire at the Imax in Waterloo. My absolute favourite cinema. I had a wobble on the way there because we caught the bus to save money but we were running late. I realised that I don't freak out about being late and missing the show but actually the dread of walking into the cinema late and everyone looking at me. I think had I been alone I'd have gotten off the bus and just gone home but Steph had paid for the tickets and she didn't know where she was going so I had no choice. I just kept telling myself that it wouldn't be so bad if we were late because at least there was two of us.
As it turned out we got there during the ads and the cinema was empty anyway so I needn't have worried. Not to self, check out online before I go if there's any empty seats around you and just make sure you leave earlier. On a positive note I discovered there's a bus that goes from the end of my street directly to Waterloo. To take the train it takes the overground and two tubes so actually the time difference is pretty minimal and it's less hassle.
Anywhooo, the movie was fantastic. I kept thinking they were going to cut off at a crucial point because they kept in everything that I remember from the book. Also it's been almost 2 years since I read the book so I was still surprised at a few bits.
After the movie we took a walk through the Christmas market on the Southbank. I've no money so it was purely window shopping. We bought some delicious churro's and munched them on the way walking along the river. I gave Steph a nice tour of the South Bank. Past the new Globe and then where the old Globe stood, along past the Clink, then the Golden Fleece and the old mansion, through Borough Market to London Bridge then home.
Friday was more bra organising. I had a look at the ebay shops and I'm not able to open one just yet. I'd like to set up a website that I could just advertise on facebook but I might start by putting some of the lingerie on ebay for now. There's loads that isn't listed in the stock list so I might try that first.
I'm literally stoney broke right now. Both my mobiles were due to be cut off but Lyn very kindly paid my work mobile for me yesterday. This is where Richard Ashcroft was totally wrong. Mate, the drugs do work! Two months ago I would have been freaking out about this but at the moment I'm just cest la vie. There's really no point in stressing out about it because it's not going to make the money appear out of thin air.
I realise that the contentment I feel at the moment is partly due to the fact that I'm not sitting indoors feeling shite about everything and I'm getting out much more than I was. But without the anti-depressants I wouldn't be doing that.
Steph came round for our sleepover on Wednesday and we got cracking organising the bra's so that's some kind of progress on my list anyway. Although we'd planned to watch the first Hunger Games we ended up sitting talking for hours about what's been bothering both of us and before we knew it was gone eight. It was a good conversation though and we've both been depressed and it has manifested in different ways. My self confidence is shockingly low and I hate going out on my own and her self confidence stops her from going somewhere new. So between the two of us we can bolster each other and go out like a pair of nutjobs together both getting strength from the other.
So Thursday we went to the 11.30 showing of The Hunger Games: Catching Fire at the Imax in Waterloo. My absolute favourite cinema. I had a wobble on the way there because we caught the bus to save money but we were running late. I realised that I don't freak out about being late and missing the show but actually the dread of walking into the cinema late and everyone looking at me. I think had I been alone I'd have gotten off the bus and just gone home but Steph had paid for the tickets and she didn't know where she was going so I had no choice. I just kept telling myself that it wouldn't be so bad if we were late because at least there was two of us.
As it turned out we got there during the ads and the cinema was empty anyway so I needn't have worried. Not to self, check out online before I go if there's any empty seats around you and just make sure you leave earlier. On a positive note I discovered there's a bus that goes from the end of my street directly to Waterloo. To take the train it takes the overground and two tubes so actually the time difference is pretty minimal and it's less hassle.
Anywhooo, the movie was fantastic. I kept thinking they were going to cut off at a crucial point because they kept in everything that I remember from the book. Also it's been almost 2 years since I read the book so I was still surprised at a few bits.
After the movie we took a walk through the Christmas market on the Southbank. I've no money so it was purely window shopping. We bought some delicious churro's and munched them on the way walking along the river. I gave Steph a nice tour of the South Bank. Past the new Globe and then where the old Globe stood, along past the Clink, then the Golden Fleece and the old mansion, through Borough Market to London Bridge then home.
Friday was more bra organising. I had a look at the ebay shops and I'm not able to open one just yet. I'd like to set up a website that I could just advertise on facebook but I might start by putting some of the lingerie on ebay for now. There's loads that isn't listed in the stock list so I might try that first.
I'm literally stoney broke right now. Both my mobiles were due to be cut off but Lyn very kindly paid my work mobile for me yesterday. This is where Richard Ashcroft was totally wrong. Mate, the drugs do work! Two months ago I would have been freaking out about this but at the moment I'm just cest la vie. There's really no point in stressing out about it because it's not going to make the money appear out of thin air.
I realise that the contentment I feel at the moment is partly due to the fact that I'm not sitting indoors feeling shite about everything and I'm getting out much more than I was. But without the anti-depressants I wouldn't be doing that.