Pity Party

I'm so lame today. I've done bugger all, apart from fecking about online and doing breakfast. I'm just mooching about the house, trying to decide what to do but taking so long that nothing will get done.
I was hoping to go to the breastfeeding art exhibition at Brick lane, but it seems that brick lane is just a bit too awkward for us to get to. I could have got the east london line but that's not working until 2012.
I debated taking Tonks with us to the woodlands - could have even had a picnic with the children and there's big open ponds there so the dog shouldn't get too hot. But I soon realised that it's a long distance, and Rowan probably would get way too tired before we got there and whine the rest of the time. The hot tarmac all the way there probably wouldn't be fair on Tonks either.

So here we are, me and Rowan still not dressed and I'm typing this feeling guilty because I wont let the children spend all day on the computer. Not that I've been online all day, jut a fair chunk of it.
I didn't do any work last night. I started and then dropped it in favour of checking out gypsy skirts on ebay. With no Liam to distract me I ended up bidding on 5 or 6 different items and then praying that I didn't win them all because in reality I can probably only afford one or two. I've won two and lost the rest, but at the last minute I bid on a skirt that I really really like. It costs a bit more, but it's colourful and pretty. It is a bit too big for me but I'm hoping I can take it in if I get it - half an hour to go still. I must resist not bidding more on it.

Liam has phoned me this morning, he had a crappy lonely night too. I am feeling slightly better than I did yesterday, because at least now I know he will be home tonight, even though it probably will be way after I'm in bed.
I never realised how much I would miss him, it almost hurts and I'm sure that if I let myself think about it too much I would end up crying or something silly like that.

Lonely enough

Well I'm lonely enough to get over my strop and make an entry in here again. Lost all faith for a while though - why is it always on the good posts huh?

Anyway, I can't be arsed updating on what's happened, so it's probably not that wonderful.
Today is Saturday, and Liam has left us to go to a kung fu tournament. It's not until tomorrow, but an early start. He's traveling by coach to Oldham today, staying in a B&B over night and will be participating tomorrow. He's doing the Dragon form, I hope he does well - he's the only person from London taking part, and I think the only other person he will know there is Master Ang!
He will be coming home tomorrow, but not getting in until the small hours of Monday :( I miss him already.