Lloyd has just left for the start of his overseas trip.
Doesn't actually start until tomorrow but he and Daz are having the night in Sydney and will go to the football tonight, then dinner and a trip to the casino I think. Then Lloyd leaves for Heathrow via Singapore tomorrow. He is going to have the most fantastic time and I'm pretty excited for him. He's worked seven days a week for the past 9 months to save for this trip and he's making the most of every day.
I'm sad to see him go and shall miss him very much. I'm very lucky that I have children that I actually like and I enjoy having them around. Lloyd is one of the best people you could ever hope to meet and I can't believe the time has passed so quickly since he travelled in a pram to the present time when he can travel on his own in planes trains and automobiles. And greyhound buses.
I was awake all night with a thumping headache so I'm tired and now my eyes are all red from crying when he left and I feel a bit of a disaster. I must say I wasn't a crying hysterical clinging mess or anything like that when he left – thats not my style at all. But it was a bit more emotional than I was expecting, maybe its because I'm tired.
Bloody kids. Why do you have to care about them so much.