Sunday

Last night was awful. Not because of Harris, he slept through. Not because of the bed. Their cat was going a bit crazy and scratching at the door but it wasn't even the cat.  I just couldnt sleep. I saw 2am and then the clock changed back to 1am. Wrong night to not sleep. I don't even know if I got an hour's sleep.

We went to the play park for a bit then I took him to my flat for the first time. He wanted to see where Lewis had slept!

S and K got back at lunchtime and I left, came home to try and sleep. Only managed another hour. A lazy afternoon on sofa. Let's hope I can sleep tonight.