New hair, old me

I hope these rubbish days come to an end soon.

I worked from home today with the intention to do whilst the Sky/BT people came to fit the tv, phone line & broadband.

Work aside (utter failure), Alexander & I kind of "had words" over text & then the BT guy couldn't make the phone/broadband work for some technical reason that he couldn't get me to understand.

Didn't get my work files over on email like I'd planned, but I still went to get my hair cut at 6:30/6:45pm as scheduled, to salvage something from a fruitless day.

30 minutes later, the result is shown here. Getting your hair cut is supposed to make you feel all happy & stuff but it hasn't really done that this time.

I've spent the evening alone & lonely again. Despite calling, leaving voicemails & texts, I've heard nothing...I am the only one at home. I really hope he's ok & has come to no harm.

Reading in bed is the plan for the remainder of the night that I'm awake, since I have no-one, especially not the man I love, to talk to.

Night night.