Put even more weight on over the weekend, so lets gloss over that.

I've typed up, and biblioed everything that i've written so far, and i have around 200 words left and not much more to do. I am certain to do it in good time. In fact i may type it straight into word tonight. That will leave me a couple of days for editing, which is about right.

The wedding was good, so nice to see people i've not seen in about a year!

Grandma was ok.

Blah blah.

I am looking forward to the visit to the BM this Saturday. I cannot believe how quickly it came round. I'm aiming to get to London for 9, leaving me an hour to make it to the BM. This should be sufficient and have a little time built in in case the coach hits traffic. It's only three stops on the tube, plus a short walk - so i think i should be ok. IF it's not, well it's not.

Blah Blah.

I was walking from the car park to my car this morning, and i realised that i regret just about everything in my entire life. If i had the chance to do everything over, i wouldn't do the same things again. I feel as if i have wasted my life, and now it's going nowhere. All i have ever wanted was to be married with a family, and that possibility is basically gone now. I live quite a lonely life, with all of my friends married with children. I struggle with money, and my house is in such a state that i couldn't sell it.

Where do i go from here? The only thing i like is studying Classics, but i have to pay the bills! There are so many things i want to do, like study Japanese (again), but can't because of my job, or...or...i'm filled with fear, too scared to push on the things i do want because of worries about financial security