The Box Room

I'm about to help Mum clear out the little office room at the front of the house so Richard isn't confined to the living room when he comes up to stay. It's unclear whether or not my parents will be here yet - so I'm secretly praying for good weather. Yes, they all get on with each other but it's a bit tricky to be as affectionate as you'd wish to be with your father around! Another little problem is that I may now NOT have next Friday night off work, but nevermind. We'll sort that out somehow.

Nothing else doing at the moment, so I'll get this and the last couple of journal entries up, and catch up on my mail before getting a nap. I'm zonked.

Em x