Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Happy Birthday Dad!

Won't someone please buy my house? I'm dying slowly, painfully of sheer boredom at work, it's time for a new and completely different challenge. Before I go totally insane.

It was funny, my reaction to my weekend. It was the first weekend in a long time I had no plans for Saturday/Sunday. The weather was supposed to be shite, my flatmate was going away for Saturday night, and my love was heading off on a fishing trip. I was so looking forward to some time in the house on my own. Looking forward to it, that is, until I got it! All of a sudden I felt kind of empty, and restless. And lonely! That's a strange and new emotion for me. Seems I have become accustomed to always having someone else in the house. Even though my flatmate is a quiet, private person, we get on very well, and I enjoy chatting to him in the evenings when we get home from work. It's going to be strange when he leaves in June.

And of course, I miss my McSteamy more than words can describe. How I hate being so far away from you.

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