A woke up poorly this morning and had to call in sick to work. I think she has a flu of some sorts, high temperatures, throwing up, sore throat. We slept in till 1pm, it was nice to have a lye in for once, normally my body clock doesn't let me have them, even at weekends.
I had the dreams again, this time it was about A texting a load of boys, saying that they will have an amazing time "together". These dreams seem to becoming more regular now. I hate them. I hate K for how she has left me with these issues of trust. It is starting to wear me out, physically and mentally. I just want to be normal again.
I've tidied up A's flat this morning, just got the dishes left to do. Going to nip down to Asda soon and get an envelop and some ingredients for tea tonight. Chicken Alfredo and Cookie Dough. Yummy!
