Archives for posts with tag: lauren


Being out and about in the world, having a job for a day.

Having dinner with Rosie. Talking about depression and anxiety and jobs and just having a nice evening. 

Coming home to a few minutes of pencil dick chat with Lauren and Becky. I love Lauren. 

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Sleeping and Grace and Frankie until 12. 

Lauren having to rip herself out of her trousers.

Seeing Stuart for the first time in 10 days. So nice to have cuddles. And plan all the fun things we’ll do together this year. And he gave me this lovely waffle jumper that sort of matches Jonny’s!

Cracking on with a job application no problems. I can do it when I want to.

Boy chat with Lauren after she came back from her holiday. 

New dresses. A classic shapeless denim one and a sparkly black one that makes me feel slinky. Thanks charity shop!


Walking to the pond in the sun. The butterfly that almost brushed my face. The almost fearless squirrels playing in the secret part of the park that I hadn’t discovered before.
Sewing a dress. Sort of no mistakes.

Turkish and two walks in the park with Jonny. A minthy drink and a hunt for an ice cream in the Tesco’s I’ve not been in before.

Plus some chats with Lauren in the living room and seeing the solar fairy lights all lit up in the garden.