Oct 19, 2010 20:27
Well, not just like that actually, because I had to make a change at Nottingham station last night, and it pissed it down, and then I had to be up at half seven for a hospital appointment, and as anyone will tell you, parking at Hallamshire Hospital is a BITCH.
ANYWAY.
My four precious days in Norwich were amazing, and leaving was one of the hardest things ever. We both did that thing where we pretended it didn't bother us and generally snarked at each other all the way to the station (aka Me: Argh, this bag is huge! Him: No, it isn't. It only seems huge because you're about, what, 4"3?) But then there were cuddles and soppiness at the platform (well, as soppy as we get..) and I was thinking "Right, walk straight to the train, don't look back, it'll be harder if you look back.... *turns and waves, hyperventilates a bit, calms down, waves*
So yeah, only another three or four weeks til I next see him....I think it'll be easier this time.
(Also, when Mum popped over earlier, absolutely nothing compares to the terror of her coming across my stockings/suspenders in the laundry bin. I know she was trying to be helpful, but god, the SHAME.)
real life,
gah,
yay