Wishful Thinking

I just got an email from my dad. Among other things, he said that he and mum expect me to be back after I've spent three months here, which would be in July. It seems they either believe I can't make it here on my own, or they wish I were back. Wishful thinking. I don't know which would be the better reason...

However, I think they misunderstood - I have a trial period of three months in my job (or six, I'm not entirely clear on that). But this doesn't mean I will be going home after that time. I had thought my parents had realized that by now.

I have the feeling it's a lot harder for them to be without me than for me to be without them. Don't get me wrong, I do miss them - I think it would be strange if I didn't! But I also know from past experience that it's a lot harder to get on with life when when nothing around you has changed except someone's missing than to live in change.

Speaking of which, I've just booked a trip to Glasgow in mid-May. By coach, overnight (I can sleep on the coach I'm sure), for a whopping £18. For the whole trip, mind.
I'd rather have some money to spend on a dinner (no Haggis, please) or something than go by plane and either pay for the journey to the airport or brave Heathrow.