Yes, I'm afraid its true. Yesterday I was all "its fine, I can deal with it", but today I've hit a low and I'm feeling blue.
Maybe cause I'm doing a full days work and I want to be with my wee man.
Maybe cause the rumours about me writing love letters to Jo's dead husband, obviously before he was dead, are getting to me. Last night it just seemed funny, today it seems spiteful and cruel to say things like that about me! Why would she make up these things?
But maybe the real reason is because I drank a bottle of wine last night and I feel as sick as a pig!!!
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