He's coming home tomorrow! (I realised I never posted this one because I was so busy so here it is.) I'm gonna get my sh*t together before he comes back. Depression is weird. Sometimes it's hard for me to distinguish between laziness and a bad mood. For me, I start to feel like a combination … Continue reading Survival Log – 10 Days without Sean

STILL ALIVE!!!! I managed to tidy everything except the mirrors and glass (because I don't own glass cleaner) before they came! Ideally, I would have moved the mattress into storage but it's a king and there's no way I can move that by myself.  Ed Stafford probably could but we have established I ain't no … Continue reading Survival Log – 9 days without Sean

I've almost forgotten what he looks like. Did he wear glasses?* Woke up late. No messages. No emails. No chatter on the discord. Sun is shining through the blinds and as pretty as it is, part of me is disappointed I woke up at all. I dont know if thats depression talking or not. Getting … Continue reading Survival Log – 8 Days without Sean

I have taken to sleeping horizontally across the king bed. It's just massive without Sean in it. I have lost what little sense of time I had. I woke up at 1am because I went to bed at 4pm the day before. Gonna try to get myself sorted and get back to what I was … Continue reading Survival Log – Day 7 without Sean

32 and I'm still mixing drinks... what a mistake. I'm writing this a few days later because it has taken me sooo long to recover from this mess of a misadventure. So after I leave the bar and get out my Uber I go inside and realise I can't find my bag. It only had … Continue reading Survival Log – Day 6 without Sean

Written on Wednesday Today started off okay.  I did at least 4 hours of solid work and then hit a wall with some worksheets I just couldn't concentrate on filling out. I started to get angry with it and eventually gave up. Starting to feel really lonely now. Most of the time when I hit … Continue reading Survival Log – Day 5 without Sean

I did not get milk. I got Starbucks in a can. Do yourself a favour and never buy it. It's awful. This is getting boring now. I did nothing all day but work.  How do people do this?! On the upside, I did manage to get some graphic designs done that I'm halfway happy with.  … Continue reading Survival Log – Day 4 without Sean

Another day without coffee in bed. I have already fantasized about hiring my own in house barista. We did live in a gig economy, right? The milk has gone off. I have to resort to choc mint tea. In the goddamn morning. I tell myself I have #firstworldproblems. That's me. There are 3 cookies left. … Continue reading Survival Log – Day 3 without Sean

Today I wake up not with a hangover but a hangover AND a sore neck. There is no one to bring me coffee in bed. I am sad. Sean has made it from England to N.Ireland. And I'm starting to regret my decision not to go with him. I don't really know why I didn't. … Continue reading Survival Log – Day 2 without Sean

Rather than my usual travel blogging, I'm going to document my experience of being left home alone... Today was a weird day. It started off, as usual, ginger cookies I'd made the night before for breakfast. I decided to take this luxury to the tub as I'd been treated to a LUSH shopping spree the … Continue reading Survival Log – 1 Day without Sean