The light at the end of the tunnel

Today things started to get better. There was good news and I spent 9.5 hours at work without wanting to curl up and either sleep or cry. I then survived a solid hour of cardio at the gym, and now, following a very tasty baked potato with tuna and egg mayo, I'm sitting in my favourite rocking chair drinking cava and watching Big Bang Theory.

My mum and dad have been married 39 years today; I'm super proud, and I really hope, and believe, that boy and I will be together when we're their ago too.

Tomorrow is Friday.

For now I'm all good.