I’m disappointed. I didn’t get to go home this weekend AT ALL. It was organizational issues which I reserve the right to blame my sister for partly (wench). Anyway fortunately we did get to see Jer’s mum when we thought she’d be all tied up with a shoot on Sunday. Jeremy actually drank wine at dinner. It was great, really loosens him up tho that’s not always a good thing.
I think I’m a little down, it’s probably hormonal (god I miss the pill) but who knows. I woke up this morning at like 5am and cried for twenty minutes. I mean full out sobbing. I couldn’t remember my dream but that could be a contributor. I really carry the sense of a dream with me into the waking world. If that is why I was blue when I woke then I hope I don’t remember it.