Story of 2018: Chapters Eight/Nine (Pages 239 - 245)

P A G E  239

This week has flown by! I need to stop pining for Liverpool and focus on today. I got lots to do and organise cause I got a busy last week before the Summer holidays end and I have to go back to work. Right - let's not think about that! It's a very nice day for a lot of people today!
The weather is a lot better than yesterday thank God! But I won't be heading anywhere today, well except Morrison's, I never like to go out to somewhere special on a Bank Holiday, it's always too busy in the pubs.
I'm trying to get some blogging stuff done before The Bodyguard comes on, it was on last night and incredibly gripping!

P A G E  240

I'm up and raring to go this morning! I got to go to the hospital soon for a port flush so I better try and get as much exercise in as I can! Wait, how long have I got? Half hour?! Bugger. Maybe it'll have to wait until I get back from the hospital now.
I'm stuck in traffic at the moment. I'm meant to be in Cardiff at 11:30am, it's 11:05am and I'm still stuck in Newport even though I left at 10:30am. God I hate roadworks.
That was the reason I went to the hospital for, just for five frigging minutes! Ah well, it had to be done.
Now, one of my aims at the start of the day was that I needed to make a couple of phone calls, oh jeez, I hate it-
It's even worse when you have to leave a message on their answering machine. I always end up saying 'umm' about 74 times in the space of two minutes.
I'm off out for tea with my Mam in a bit. I don't fancy a huge meal tonight, maybe I'll just have a salad. Crikey, what's wrong with me?!

P A G E  241
I'm in a very indecisive mood today.

I want to take a day trip somewhere on my own just to think things through and just have a day to myself. But I'm the most indecisive person in the world. I probably won't end up going anywhere!

P A G E  242
I'm a little annoyed with Instagram this morning, I only want to do one thing!

I've actually given up on trying to change my bio! I'll try again tomorrow! I need to get to the gym before I have to take my Mam to the hairdressers, I only have an hour and a half to do that plus wash and dry my hair, why do I never think things through?!
I've come back from the gym, I have come home to a parcel on my bed (I don't mean the post man delivered it to my bedroom, my Mam brought it upstairs!)
I really do idolise the leopard print trend, I honestly do not want it to end, not only because I love it, but because I have about 8 pieces of leopard print clothing in my wardrobe right now.

P A G E  243
Good morning! I've woken up in a very refreshing and sated mood. I made a big decision about things and I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. But enough about that, I got stuff to do!

These flowers cost me a small £5 at Tesco Express a couple of days ago. They smell so beautiful and well, rosy.
I've gotten ready a little earlier than normal, I'm off to Primark to see if I can get some new black leggings for work. Oh yeah, I start back at work next week. Great.
In my defence, I did get the leggings I needed, but two pairs of shoes, a cardigan, a jumper and a t-shirt managed to fall into my Primark woven basket. What else could I do but take them home with me?
P A G E  244

Is it really September already? How quick is 2018 going?! Anyway, apart from seeing tweets about Big Brother and people debating getting their winter jumpers out, I have sad news -
I am beside myself with worry right now. This is so unlike her, completely out of character. I've been out searching for her, knocked on neighbours doors, rang the RSPCA and the vets, but maybe no news is good news?
Even Liverpool (narrowly) winning hasn't really raised my spirits.
It's 9:30pm, I'm off one last search for Lily before I go to bed. Well, I'm not going to bed THAT early, but you know.

P A G E  245

Your messages really meant the world to me, I'm so grateful of how much people do care about my little pudding. But like I've said, it is Operation: Find Lily and I'm determined to find my baby and bring her home!
If people could RT this tweet, I would be so grateful. If just one person has told me that they have seen her, it would make me feel better. I just want to know that she's safe and not hurt. Ok, I'm welling up, excuse me.


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