I haven't had a go with it yet because I've been in a mad panic to get my mini album done for my nephews for xmas. It's like a momento of their Pa. For a while there I thought I'd bitten off more than I could chew, but no, tonight it's finished!!! And just in time to print it and slice it up at work tomorrow ( Read more... )

I did something to piss Bjorn off, and now he's giving me a bit of distance, which is so unusual for him it stands out like a sore thumb and stings like a slap in the face. I think this is the closest we've ever come to an argument, and yet... there hasn't been an exchange of words. Weird huh ( Read more... )

Home Alone this morning. Bjorn's got an on the job training day and had to be there by 7am. *yawn* He might even end up taking some midnight shifts which is a good move for him if he doesn't mind those hours. More pay and less heat. Still... lonely bed for tals. Oh well. It will be good for us to get some extra money. Things are reaching ( Read more... )

I thought grief over time was supposed to get easier ( Read more... )

I feel a bit twisted inside ( Read more... )

I forgot to pay renewal fees for thewrestlingpit.com ( Read more... )

You know, part of me doesn't know if I should write another entry about Dad's passing and the funeral etc. I want to, because I know in time it will be good to look back on, but at the moment I dread the pain that it will inevitably bring me. I'm in a not-too-bad place at the moment, and the bad thing is, that even when I think I'm on top of the ( Read more... )

At about 11:15 this morning I put my lips to my Dad's forehead, told him to go to that big beach where Auntie Carol was waiting with a beer for him, told him we'd all take care of Mum and she'd be alright, and felt his last breath leave his body with one almighty exhale ( Read more... )

I'm so tired ( Read more... )