Things are starting to be normal again!!

Well i’ve got lots to write but things aren’t in any particular order so this post will be random to say the least.

Well finally i’m moved in and the house no longer looks like a shit hole!! Its been a hard slog for the past fortnight or so and moving house with a little one to look after just isn’t easy. I’ve managed best i can though and now i feel so much better. When i lived with Mum i didn’t realise how much washing and ironing had to be done so i think i owe my mum a big thank you. I refuse to iron!! I hate it with a passion. Its one of those household tasks that makes me feel like i’m wasting my life!! I have managed to get bits done but i don’t make an effort to go out my way to do it!! Leyla has settled in well which was a surprise. She loved being at mum’s because there was always someone coming round to see her and she had a massive back garden to let loose on. Here at the new place i only have a deck to go out on and i don’t like leaving her out there for long. So she’s sort of been under house arrest whilst we’ve been unpacking. I’m gonna have to think of a big present for her for being such a good girl. Fifi and the flowertotos is always a winner!!

Last week i had to go to the dentist for a filling!! I’ve never had one in my life and i hated it! I didn’t really understand what the dentist was saying because he was foreign and had one of those white masks over his face. I just sorta nodded and said yes in the right places. Well he injected my gum and surprisingly it didn’t hurt at all but i just didn’t realise how long the stuff took to wear off!! My face drooped and i felt like i’d had a stroke. I was dribbling and basically looked like a was having a seizure. I tried to light a fag when i came out but just couldn’t hold it between my lips! It was a task and a half. Oh well serves me right for not flossing enough!!!

On a sad note I had really shit news last week about a friend from school. He was serving in Afghanistan and was killed in an explosion. He was on the front of the Chad and it was a really crappy way of finding out. He was a great lad, one of my best wagging partners from school. I’m just so gutted i’d never kept in touch with him enough. The funeral was on Wednesday but i just couldn’t face it. He left a wife and a 4 year old boy behind. I feel really selfish for not going to the funeral but i knew it would upset me way too much. I just knew that as soon as i saw a pawl bearer in uniform i’d be a mess. Its hard enough knowing Clarkie is in Afghanistan but even worse that Damien was killed at the same place that he’s serving. I suppose in a way it was self preservation, i was protecting myself from seeing it, i’m just sorry i didn’t pay my respects along with everyone else. I will in my own way though.

On a happier note i’ve started my driving lessons again and i’m dead happy. Its like riding a bike you never forget. I’m just gutted that i didn’t start them earlier because now the theory test has gone up. Its now 50 questions!! i just keep revising at any spare chance i get. I really don’t like the hazard perception though its so pants!!!

Anyway thats all the news i really have at the minute. Speak to you soon x x x x