Treating myself (attempt II)
I don't know what just happened, but I wrote out a long entry, I managed to close off my internet, and I've lost the entry! I hope I can remember what I put now.
So, last night, I didn't do anything I said I would. I watched tv and came online for a little bit. I watched tv cos I could, and don't normally get to (I mean sky.) I then went to my bed around 12, and read for about 45mins. I was reading "A Walk To Remember'' by Nicholas Sparks. I've been trying to get into that book for ages, but didn't give it enough chance. I just read a few more pages than I had before, and I've definatly gotten into it. I want to start reading more again anyway, I used to read all the time, but I don't know, just kinda started to not. I've only read one book this year. But I think I'll be able to finish this book pretty soon.
This morning, I was woken at 8:15 by the delivery people telling me they'd be round in 30 mins to deliver our couch. I went back to sleep for a bit. They phoned again asking for directions, but I'm crap with directions so I got Colin to do it. I then went back to bed, and Colin went to get money. While Colin was out, the delivery guys came. So I answered the door in my pj's, and stood there like a twat, praying for Colin to come back to pay them. He eventually did, and I went to bed.
Once ready ect. I went into town. I got £40 out the bank (£10 to top up my phone, £20 for the phone bill and £10 to buy myself a few things.) Though I only bought mascara, an envelope for Daves CD and a chocolate bar (I've not had chocolate in over a week, so thought it was time to treat myself)
This afternoon, I'm washing my hair, might watch a DVD aswell. And I plan on doing some reading at some point. Listening to some of my old CDs, and maybe tidy up a little as well.
Lately, I've been feeling more happy than I usually do, except just before going to bed, and when I wake up I feel a bit down. Like the other night, I cried myself to sleep because I was thinking about what if I was never able to have children (not that I need to be thinking of that right now) and what I would do. It is something that scares me, and I don't know what I'd do, I'd hate to find out, because I was in enough of a state just thinking about it.
Didn't think I'd write this much, lol.
So, last night, I didn't do anything I said I would. I watched tv and came online for a little bit. I watched tv cos I could, and don't normally get to (I mean sky.) I then went to my bed around 12, and read for about 45mins. I was reading "A Walk To Remember'' by Nicholas Sparks. I've been trying to get into that book for ages, but didn't give it enough chance. I just read a few more pages than I had before, and I've definatly gotten into it. I want to start reading more again anyway, I used to read all the time, but I don't know, just kinda started to not. I've only read one book this year. But I think I'll be able to finish this book pretty soon.
This morning, I was woken at 8:15 by the delivery people telling me they'd be round in 30 mins to deliver our couch. I went back to sleep for a bit. They phoned again asking for directions, but I'm crap with directions so I got Colin to do it. I then went back to bed, and Colin went to get money. While Colin was out, the delivery guys came. So I answered the door in my pj's, and stood there like a twat, praying for Colin to come back to pay them. He eventually did, and I went to bed.
Once ready ect. I went into town. I got £40 out the bank (£10 to top up my phone, £20 for the phone bill and £10 to buy myself a few things.) Though I only bought mascara, an envelope for Daves CD and a chocolate bar (I've not had chocolate in over a week, so thought it was time to treat myself)
This afternoon, I'm washing my hair, might watch a DVD aswell. And I plan on doing some reading at some point. Listening to some of my old CDs, and maybe tidy up a little as well.
Lately, I've been feeling more happy than I usually do, except just before going to bed, and when I wake up I feel a bit down. Like the other night, I cried myself to sleep because I was thinking about what if I was never able to have children (not that I need to be thinking of that right now) and what I would do. It is something that scares me, and I don't know what I'd do, I'd hate to find out, because I was in enough of a state just thinking about it.
Didn't think I'd write this much, lol.