I have been a sad cat this afternoon. In fact, I haven't been in a hugely happy/positive mood all day. I'm a bit anxious about my counselling which starts tomorrow. I know it's not going to be easy talking about my troubles. I'm just hoping my counsellor will be able to alleviate some of the grief.

I had a proper good cry this afternoon. The garage called to say that my car is finally ready for collection. It's been away for almost 3 weeks now (I think I mentioned about it in this post) but it is finally ready to come home now. Unfortunately they had a few problems with the engine as it looks like someone had taken it all out before and not replaced it properly and things were missing so the price has now gone up to over £1,100! I have had to eat in to our house savings so now I barely have any money left.

It's so difficult living on £284 a month and this afternoon it just tipped me over the edge. I'm so desperate to be able to work and earn money again. I want to be able to buy nice things again and get our little house together. Not sit at home crying over the few pennies I have.

Ugh. Money actually would solve all of my problems.