Unusually I am sitting up at 1am with a cup of coffee, its probably not the best thing for me at the minute, but I am so wound up, anxious and worried about tomorrow, I am not sure if I am going to be able to sleep.
Its a weird feeling, being on the verge of the end. I keep looking at the clock and counting down. in roughly 9 hours I will have my answer, I have been thinking like this for the last week.
In a week I will know, in 48 hours I will know, in 24 hours I will know, in 12 hours I will know, now I am on the countdown.
Please send me all your good luck vibes, this tribunal has the ability to change our lives for the better. It will only be a short term thing, but hopefully by the time it comes to an end, we will be in a better position all round. As long as we are sensible, with it.
If we lose, then its not as bad as it might be, it will just take us longer to sort stuff. I won’t be able to get monkey his new bed, which to be honest, considering everything he has gone though he deserves it. If they say no, its not the end of the world, but a yes would be so much better.