She's gone

Sissy is now in Brighton... she's phoned a couple of times to say that all is well and that her room is coming along nicely (which is good news). The only snag has been finding out that she can't have a padlock on the outside of her door (she's worried that if they have parties and stuff that her room will either be used as a place for others to have sex or that her stuff will get stolen... the only problem with having your bedroom on the ground floor!)

Me and Mum are sorting out her old room. We've cleared out the wardrobe in the corner and taken the clothes from the white wardrobe by the bathroom and put them in there instead... we've also sorted out a lot of clothes, bags and shoes to go to the charity shop (the amount of stuff we have got rid of lately isn't funny, but somehow it feels good to let go of the past - that and hopefully someone somewhere will get some use out of it all). I have come into contact with my worst enemy again... bloody dust!! We hate each other with a passion... and I have to go back in there soon and finish what I've started............. BOO!!!!! (LOL!)