UH-OH! UH-OH! UH-OH!
This horribly, HORRIBLY paranoid AND neurotic AND clingy mommy (as you all already know) has just realised something completely terrible (for me at last)- Damien going to “summer camp” for two weeks is all good and well, with no phones and so on and so forth… but it also means I’m not going to be able to call HIM!!! Is this pathetic or what? My first thought when I realised I wouldn’t be able to talk to him everyday was to cancel his trip!
Last December, he went to a family farm for two weeks, and I had to force myself not to phone him everyday.
And now I’m not going to be able to talk to him at all for two full weeks!!!!
OH MY WORD PEOPLE! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH MYSELF!!!
There Is Never An Excuse
One in three is not a statistic - one in three is a crying shame.