The weekend was weird but ok. I bought some seriously high heeled shoes on Friday which I will NEVER be able to walk in, but I was feeling lonely and sorry for myself and retail therapy helps. While I was out shopping I got a call from Adam saying he was sick, so I rushed home, grabbed my things and rushed to his house to look after him seeing as his parents were away for the weekend. He was really sick for a while but wasn't so bad the next day, and today he was totally fine. I think he's given the virus to me though, because I've been feeling really shitty ever since.

Saturday night was my dad's leaving party, I didn't socialise much because I felt like death, but my family are hilarious when they're pissed, so it was still a good night. I don't really have much else to say...my dad's leaving date got pushed back to the 16th, so he's got a few more days at home, so I'll be staying at his house for most of the week. Not looking forward to it that much because there's not a lot of room there, which means either sharing a bed with my 2 sisters or sleeping on the floor. I know it should be like a family time, and we should all be supporting each other, but I really feel like I need, and would prefer Adam to be there for emotional support -is that bad?