Rambling Musings of a Bank Holiday Weekend

It's bank holiday Monday, but the bin men came and woke me up this morning at an unearthly hour so no lie in again! Just back from food shopping and sat down with a cuppa before we enjoy the rest of today.

Without even planning it, this weekend has been really eventful in mostly a good way: Friday my back went again and I'm in agony hobbling around like an old woman again. I think because I've been ultra stressed over the last three months or so my lower back muscles were pulled tighter than a guitar string. After getting the good news that it looks as if everything is going to be ok pre-cancer wise, my back relaxed and back pain ensued! I think it's a small price to pay to be honest. Anyhoo, Friday evening we went out for dinner with D's parent's and brother which was really nice. We went to this wonderful Italian restaurant in town and had a great time. Saturday was heaven. I didn't get out of my PJ's once, and just curled up on the sofa with a series of a programme which I watched back to back for eight hours solid - complete bliss! Yesterday we went in to enquire about a possible holiday for my 30th and came out all booked up to Zante in Greece. Roll on September - it'll give me something to focus on and plan. Time to draw up a holiday list I think lol.

So, this turning 30 business is creeping up a bit quicker than I first thought. At least I'll be celebrating in style in the hot climes of Zante. I have picked up my driving licence paperwork but still to get a good picture taken, fill it out and return. I might need some extra encouragement to do that or else it'll sit on the side in the kitchen until Julember! Tattoo-wise, I think I've decided on stars and angels - just have to find something suitable and decide where it'll go.

I need to get in touch with the CAB. I can start divorce proceedings in June for a "quickie-divorce" but don't want my address to be known to The Psycho. According the paperwork if I don't know where The Pshyco is I'll need to write off to some place here to get a letter to confirm that I'm not already divorced and will need to submit it. The thing is, they will try and serve him with the paperwork if they can locate him. If they do he'll know where I am and that's not a pleasant thought. I don't want to know where he is and to be honest, I don't really care (sorry to sound uncaring, but I just don't). I do care though if he knows where I live as he will start up a whole load of trouble and wouldn't put it past him making a home-vist. I know I can contact the police and get him restrained if he starts, but the point is, my life has moved on and i'm happy for the first time in my life and don't have to look over my shoulder anymore. D owns the flat here and we can't easily root up and move especially now the recession has hit us. I'll need to get this point clarified before I submit anything and start this ball rolling. I rue the day I married The Psycho, but I guess hindsight is a wonderful thing.

Well, a bit of a mish-mash posting today with not a theme in sight - unless rambling is classed as a theme. I guess this is the arena for it though.