The usual, you know, what i would spend a million pounds on while you stack endless cans of baked beans, and for some reason all you can think of is beans. I'd end up with a million cans of beans. Fuck. What would I do with a million cans of beans etc. etc. etc.
But today, as I am tidying up the shelves in a freezer. I realise that i could have saved our relationship by simply doing everything I miss about our relationship. Everything I have been doing on my own and feeling sad about. Like going for walks. Or eating pizza and ice cream and falling asleep to a DVD afterwards because I'm so full. And baking cookies.
Of course there is stuff that I want to do that I can't do on my own. Like leave notes just to let you know I love you even more than the day before.
Work also gives me a twinge of guilt whenever i'm on the checkouts. Almost every guy who was on there own today was buying a bunch of flowers. I would like to buy you flowers. I had the chance but I blew it.
God I do hate my job sometimes.
