Wednesday, October 9th

This is the problem when I leave it a couple of days before I write up my diary. I do remember being very busy on Wednesday as I was running late for my German class and I hadn’t managed to get any of the homework done! I suppose I was trying to get ready for the trip. What I do remember though is what happened when I got home from German. I had a quick dinner of broccoli and cheese and then Rogie and I went to start getting my bits out ready to pack. I plopped Rog on the bed to snuggle down and watch me in comfort. Coming back from collecting up adaptors, I noticed that he’d moved his place and was vigorously licking the sheet! Five minutes later he was still licking – hmmm I should have realised sooner. He’d been caught short and the duvet, sheet, mattress protector and undersheet were soaked! AAAArgh I was planning to get to bed early. Poor wee chappy, it was my fault entirely and he looked so shameful. So it turned out to be a very late night after I’d washed and dried everything. Perhaps that helped me sleep ok. I’d been having strange thoughts all day, wondering what on earth this year is all about – would it not really be better for me to just do my own thing rather than trek all over the world to see Tom for his few days off. Would he have done the same for me? My life is so far removed from his – will there anything worthwhile to talk about and in a few months time will there even be anything in common. It’s just not worth worrying about and I can only hope that after the year, I too will feel more fulfilled. Gulp.