A House Full Of Love

Day 7 (Until I advance my writing skills, i’m going to have to keep counting days as I have no idea how else to start the story) was a great day. I woke up feeling great, not to mention looking great! Thats a lie, this bob does not do bed head well! But seriously, I felt so good that I felt bad I was not at work!

Visiting hours started early today with a breakfast visit from a good friend, who would like to remain anonymous due to having ‘other bitches on the go’. This anonymous friend had not even read my most recent post either! It had been live for at least an hour, like what the hell?! So he was locked away with the blog post in front of him to read before the visit could proceed. I did of course ask comprehensive questions to ensure he had read it, and not just taken advantage of being left alone with a laptop…..

By 12 o’clock I had a house full of aunties and nans! Luckily for them i’d given Phil the day off, so many visitors at once would never be allowed on his watch! It really was a lovely afternoon. When I later spoke on the phone to my cousin, I told her about my afternoon and said how pleasant it was having everyone round at once and that it was like a ‘house full of love’….. I’m pretty sure she dropped her bottle of wine before eventually telling me to not ‘turn in to a pussy’. Granted, I barely recognised myself as the sickly statement blurted out of my mouth, but it was true! I didn’t ask for it to happen, it’s not something I had even anticipated, but there it was… A fully functioning heart, bursting full of love!

So despite this new found soppy heart of mine, it’s been a pretty normal day with not much to report. I felt just like me, so much so that I craved some red wine. Whilst sitting watching TV I sneaked in a sip of dads red wine, he looked at me as though i’d just killed the pet dog, and then like a little grass he said ‘Traaaace, Hope just drank some wine’. Alright Bertie. It was so worth it! I’d do it again given the chance. Rebel.

In more exciting news, I am going wig shopping tomorrow! Thats not even false enthusiasm either, I hate this bob and cannot wait for a new do! Excited to try out some new looks. I’m thinking Julia Roberts, Pretty Woman.

In sadder news, I did not take any photos today nor did I need to open my notebook at any point to jot down any notes for the blog. This does not make for good blogging! A bloggers nightmare in fact! We can only pray for a better day tomorrow. So, just to add some colour to this lifeless post, I must revert to archived files. A picture of me and my beautiful sister and bestfriend….. Oh god, it’s that heart talking again!

Hope

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