I wonder where Harry is ( Read more... )

I don't feel like getting Amarea from the baby sitter tonight. I sent an owl, and she said it was fine if Amarea stayed.

I can't find Harry, either. I suppose he's busy.

I suppose that I will go for a stroll about the grounds.

Or..something.

I don't really know what to do anymore.

[Ooc.: Sabbie, give me a call! >D]

My birthday was last Wednesday. Harry missed it. Well, everyone did. I suppose I should be glad.. I do feel rather old lately.

I stayed at my flat all weekend. I just returned to Hogwarts a few hours ago. The only reason I was gone is because my baby sitter had to take off, and I thought it best not to have to take Amarea out in the cold since she's barely three weeks. My father visited me ( Read more... )

Nothing has happened, really. I have to go get mt daughter from teh baby sitter's tomorrow. I have more papers to grade than I find sane. I also think that I may be getting sick. Ah, well. Atleast I managed to not give any detentions. Which means I may have a small ammount of free time. I do hope so.

I slept late. I was out late. Now, I have to make sure I am not late dropping Amarea off at the baby sitter's. Luckily I don't have to remember the address, sincethe girl is renting my flat. I also have to make sure Iam back for Breakfast, so I can see Harry. He must feel terribly neglected. Sorry for that.

Atleast I am getting better at life.

Honestly. Having a child is hard work. I really feel bad for all those poor strait girls. My first day managing a class and a baby, and it's working out horribly. I suppose it will get easier with pracitce. I do hope so. I didn't even go to lunch. I thought I was busy before. Merlin help me now.

He's gone. People always leave. Another letter to add to that damned box full of them. I was late coming back. Plans were messed up. Now, I have to be here, alone, with a baby. Alone, again. I knew it. I knew it, and I still let myself get hurt. Sometimes I think that I'm just too pathetic.

( Note to Harry left on the dresser )

AN owl just came in via the shattered bathroom window. An owl with an unexpected letter. And now, I am sitting in the living room, totally confused. Harry's still asleep. It took me nearly ten minutes just to get out of the bed without waking him. I recognized the owl, of course. I remember the handwriting. Ididn't expect it, but I do remember it ( Read more... )