I had a plan for tomorrow that I would try and get a few friends together up in my bit of resort to go somewhere for a few drinks. Pre season and a bit of a celebration for something. Then this afternoon I read online that one of those mates is DJing at a bar down in 1800 as it's their opening night. So anyone I would have suggested they drive/walk up here won't now! And TBH, I'm not up for walking down and back - it's pretty icy and I'm very keen to give myself as little chance of falling and breaking something as possible. Pre season and no local buses running, and I have no car.
I know that two people would come anyway but TBH, I have to try hard with one of them and I don't think I can do that now I've got the miseries!!
So, if I can stop my eyes going weepy, I'm gonna go to one of the two bars up here and have a drink and chat (hopefully!) and then go for a pizza!! With a bit of luck I'll catch up with some of my french friends as I bimble around and that'll cheer me up!
It's not cancer miserable, but I am miserable. Probably because my family is so fucked up - it's rare I ever get a christmas or other card, let alone a call or a message. And that does suck cos, despite the fucked-up-ness, I have always held family close to my heart. But hey ho. Get through tomorrow then it's about 7 days till my nephew arrive
@Wscad - "Bottoms Up, Fuck It" My RDad had a good result from a late diagnosis and treatment, so I'll be drinking to you for positivity tomorrow too xx
