On Saturday it was our Halloween party which went really well. No-one was a party pooper and didn't dress so that was good! We had seven people sleep over which was abit of a squeeze but we managed it! By the time I woke up the next morning Pete had made them all bacon sandwiches and tidied up alot of the mess, he's such a good husband! Although I do think he has learnt from the last party we had when I had a go at him for doing nothing...
I've been tired ever since the party though. You don't realise at the time how much energy you are using getting everything together and making the food, sorting people our etc, because of your adrenaline. But then once it's all over it catches up and even though I just laid around all day Sunday once we had put all the decorations away and cleaned up, I'm still feeling tired three days later. This weather isn't helping, I officially hate winter. The thing is, I quite like autumn because of the colours and also loads of good stuff is on the TV hehe, however every time I go outside it's 'cough cough', I feel so wheezy today after taking Alfie for a walk and coughing so much. I felt sick yesterday after coughing all the way to my car which was literally a five minute walk. It's not like I don't get wrapped up, it's just the change from warm to cold or vice versa, it's like it freaks my lungs out and they have a fit! It's also depends on how long ago I did my physio, like if I go our first thing after doing my morning physio it's not as bad as say if I went out at 5pm so due my evening physio in a few hours.
Another thing that's bugging me and I have no idea why it's happening, is that I keep waking up in cold sweats during the night. I'm not warm but I wake up and I'm dripping from head to toe and my pillow and sheets are all wet, it's totally gross and uncomfortable and I don't know what's causing it!
On Sunday we found out that my mums car has been stolen. They broke into her house whilst her, my brother and girlfriend were asleep upstairs. Luckily Murphy was in bed with my mum and not in the kitchen, because that's where the keys were, as who knows what they would have done to Murphy if he started barking at them. When my other brother came home with his girlfriend, the front door was wide open which is when it was discovered what had happened. It's scary to think that someone was in the house, one of my brothers could have come home whilst they were still in there or Murphy could have barked and my brother gone down to investigate. Some people are just scum!
Anyway here are some pictures from the party


