all of your crying will do no good now

Hmm, well work today was creepy. Had to go carpet shopping with David, so I insisted on driving so I was atleast doing something that required focus whilst in the car with him. The guy at the carpet shop thought we were together and kept saying things like "this would be really good for your bedroom" and i was cringing a lot. And not always inwardly. In the end i put on a super grumpy face and was all "i dont care, it's not going in MY house." mature, i know :D

tomorrow he wants to take me to some business lunch at Cotswold 88, which I happen to know is owned by a totally psycho lady. It's another event for Cotswold Life magazine and he has already got a ticket with my name on it but didn't tell me. And after today I am so not sure I want to go. Hmm.

Oh well, back to the grindstone it is. I am going to do more of my blanket and think of ideas for artwork for the bedrooms (Yes i am having a day like you, Ally, and thinking of more things I could start rather than finishing what has been waiting for months...)

Good times.