If I give you my number...would it still be the same?

Today was Margaret's funeral. And I just kept tearing up and not crying - because no one else was and because I knew once I started I wouldn't stop. When they brought her out of the house to go into the hearse, I just watched and could feel the tears running down my cheeks.

It was awful - and then mum dragged me in after the funeral to talk to Bert. And I could barely speak - just whispered around my not-crying. Of course it was made slightly better by Bert telling me I had to come visit now or he wouldn't talk to me. ^_^ And asked was the reason why I was never around anymore was because I had a boyfriend. Oh, so mortified. But it was funny and good and a couple of us laughed about it.

Oh God.

And I'm working 6 days this week. I did my closes. Today is the first day I've had off - and the funeral didn't really make it feel like a day off. Especially as work rang me during the funeral. Good thing I didn't bring my phone with me.

But this mobile rang me and I rang back 20 minutes later and it was Gerard asking me to come in tomorrow. And I said I was. And there was confusion. I agreed, with Nikki, to do a 12 - 3 tomorrow to help Gerard out but Gerard didn't know apparently. And then he went;
"So...how many shifts are you doing this week?"
"Including tomorrow's 12 - 3? 6."
"...I'll try and get you off on Friday."
"Cool - thanks."

So...yeah. And June's picking me up from work and we're going on a late night shopping trip to Belfast. So, that'll be good.

And...Yeah.

Bit off at the minute - sorry.

But on the plus side...Did anyone else see Robert Patterson run and straddle Ivan/Krum in the Goblet of Fire extras? That was pretty cool. ^_^

Bed. Bed. Bed.

Drawbles will be posted soon.
Gone.