But still this morning I am jumpy, twitchy, generally meepish and Stuff. The voices in my head are shouting "Remember what happened last time"-type warnings at me (in fact what happened last time was that I dated the Most Boring Man In The World, not actually that terrible a fate, but they will overdramatise). I don't know what time the decorating type man is getting here, but it's likely to be not so far away from now, so at a guess I suppose I'd better get moving.
Whimper, shiver, squeak, and that.
Edit: I've just remembered that I also dreamed about throsewilde.
She lived just over the hill from me and regularly escaped from her mother's house at night to come and hide with me and my friends. Then her mother found out and locked her away. I tried to rescue her by climbing up the wall of her house to her window, but fell off and landed in the fishpond. I was taken away by the servants the next morning.