parents

Ks parent's came over yesterday. They are so different to mine. I spent 12 hours in total preparing the food. They arrived and proceeded to tell us how wasted they got the night before. She sprinkled the parmesan I had put out for the main course all over the lovely starter which definitely did NOT require parmesan. I spent the time cringing, whenever I see them I try and imagine them meeting my parents and just can't. My parents like to talk about philosophy, greek and latin over supper. They like to talk about booze and x-factor. Is there a future here? Am not sure but at 31 I need to make some decisions. K is a lovely guy but not sure I am IN love with him. I feel bored and trapped by his niceness. The whole episode just depressed me today.

Today I went swimming then proceeded to hoover up a whole massive big bag of maltesers. Oh well. This unemployment lark is starting to get scary.