rooting through memories

GoOd eVeNinG

I slept bad again
but not as bad as the previous night
i did wake up in the night wet threw
i got up straight away and ran to the toilet
i honestly thought i had wet myself i was that wet
id had a dream about a fire starting but i couldnt move to tell
my family to get out the house, must have made me sweat
i hadnt wet the bed thank god, but it was damp were i had sweated
how is it possible to sweat that much!?
i was sure to change my bed today!
 
I got woke up tho at 7:45am who dares to wake me!?
mia, she rang my phone
all in a flap about her MOT my dad is doing for her tomorrow
its the first time she has used my dad and she was asking
questions but i reassured her
honestly >.>
I answered the phone "this better be good"
she laughed then said "have i just woke you?"
you have no idea!!!
Alwell~

Today we had the Vicar coming over to talk about
granny's funeral on friday
but before then i went to granny's by myself
i wanted to find any bits and pieces i could use for her art work decication
but you know what, mum and dad really had thrown EVERYTHING away
really peed me off, i mean what is the rush!?
so there was nothing around, what am i suppose to work with
when they heartlessly threw everything away of hers
so i went and got the ladders and went into the roof
i discovered her photos, wedding stuff and saved cards
so i brought them home
mum was cross at me that id been in the roof by myself
and i gave it some thought and yeah it was stupid of me to have done that
if any thing had happened to those ladders id be screwed
and i didnt have my phone on me ether!
so i promised i wouldnt do it again

the vicar came over i told him i was expecting
the white collar look, he was in a suit :/ slightly disappointed i have to say
anyway he talked us through the arrangements 
he really liked my eulogy 0.0 i was shocked
he said he would finish the funeral using my eulogy as it was a sweet
memory and might make people laugh rather than cry
so that went ok, better than i thought
i ALWAYS cringe when people read my stuff
i think it stems from my school days
i had a horrible english teacher who would read my stuff
and constantly pick fault with it, my dad would pick fault too

we had lunch then me and mum went out as a home shop
was having a "sale" sale my butt it was rubbish!
so we walked in and out
came home and i went to bed i was shattered
i stayed there for a while i was comfy

then i have been sat looking through grannys pieces
planning her artwork
might start it tomorrow :)
its just sad in a way, i found so many memories
so many photos and things, she had never showed me or mum
any of them, never talked about them
i have so many questions but no one can answer them
i wish she wasnt so private and had shared her life more

tiffin has got problems with a squirrel
its not going after him but he doesnt like it in the garden

i didnt do any dancing today
id like to maybe but i havent been in the mood :(
feel like im letting people down