Dashing About

It's not just the dogs who haveh been dashing bout these past few days I have as well.

Tom goes back tomorrow :(

I've been doing the washing, ironing, fetching, carrying and pushing him to get his case packed. As long as it's all done tonight I'll be happy.

I've decided to go to Heathrow with him by train tomorrow. I just can't trust the roads and he wants his last night at home. My heart always begins to weigh a little heavy about now. It's all last minute things that we are doing. Last minute shopping, last catch up with his friends, last meal with us tonight...so he gets to choose. I hate last minute...I want it to last forever.

But we will be there next week ourselves to see him. See his new house. Meet up with the friends we made last year. Watch him play three games of soccer. I'm really looking forward to that.

Once again my diary will change as I'll be writing to Tom so he can keep up with everyday life in our little world. He hardly ever comments but I know he reads everything that me and his dad blip.

I hope I have enough tissues for tomorrow. Even though I'll see him next week I know I'll be bad....I'm such a watery head....too emotional for my own good!