We went into Liverpool this morning, OH had promised a nice day out. What a frigging pain! We went to museum, rushed through (he wasn't very interested), he ran over to Samuel's jewelry to buy himself something, then went back to train station and came home. I'm feeling fairly furious and frustrated at the moment and just about to go to Sharm by myself! I'll be at gym tomorrow morning, a good long pounding on cardio machines always helps. But some days I feel like he is so frigging selfish and self-centered, it really pisses me off.