The Corner House

In our forthcoming divorce, Bonnie gets custody of the cat.
Well, I can't keep a pet in halls.
Weird thing is, I think she knows. She's so loving lately, cuddling up to me this very minute as I type.
Else she's hungry. She's refusing to eat her worm-tablet laced dinner. This, in fact, is the second day of her hunger strike although she was trying to steal my breccy this morning.
A few comments from Bonnie about what a bad mother I am giving my baby up for fostering. It is fostering 'cos I can most likely have her back when I find a fixed abode.
Oh, dear, I do feel insecure at present. Wonderlust is ok but a bit of stability is also good. In some ways I am lucky because in theory I can afford to buy place in northern mill town of choice but to get from where I am now to there seems such a huge task. Plus I have such an feeling that it's not going to happen and my psychic powers aren't that rubbish. I mean, I always knew that Ern would leave me when he got his driving licence back (he was banned for 18 months for drink-driving). I just knew our relationship would be over once he could drive again although I kept telling myself I was being silly. I have the same feeling that I'm not going to get to live in G**.
My reading last night said not to worry, Cancerian man is solvent.

Went to my psychic circle last night which is very nice. Of course, it's another bloomin' thing that costs money.
I am going to have to give up my tarot line work, only temporarily, I hope. Being realistic, it dawned on me that I can't possibly afford to rent anywhere (pay a deposit etc.) Plus for ten months? So the only option is to go back in halls. Which is not so bad, just I can't work from their phone.
Oh, well. It means I'll more time for uni work which can't be bad.
I might try doing some 'live' readings. A pub near here wants me to go one night. I'm a bit nervous about it.
Anyway, back to psychic circle. Some very nice ladies. One rather comely woman - late thirties, I guess. Telling us about her 'connection' to a married man. As yet nothings happened but - 'it feels so right, I feel we're meant to be.....'
Where have I heard that before? Just about every night on the phone lines.
Still, I suppose you can't miss out on love however it comes in. I had all those feelings when I met Ern and, true, it's better to have loved and lost....
As for young women, in their twenties, who say "I'd never go out with a married man....."
Hmmm. Just wait, is all.
Mind you, not that me in my fifties would go out with another married man. Even now, when really what would I have to lose, it's not that I'd be deferring babies and I've got my own home (sorta). I just wouldn't, I know the pain involved.
This Cancerian fella is still showing up in the cards. I don't know. It seems unlikely now...