Lithe ~
~ No new fabric yet at the market, this old dress is faded and in want of replacing but I'll be buggered if I'll pay the extortionate prices that Laila charges. Fine goods but who does that hobbit think she is?! I'll make do but it annoys me to have to wait. A new dress would be just the thing, I've got some extra coins to rub together for once. It's amazing what people will pay you for, baby sitting a drunk paid well and was not as bothersome as I had assumed. Much easier than a child. It might make a good income for there are plenty of those that like their ale in this town.
~ Felt a bit shabby without a new dress to wear out on my trip to the Shire. The trip was wonderful, the Shire lovely and the hobbits merry until they see us. Big folk are not very welcome though we did not stay long much to their satisfaction I am sure. My companion, G., seemed to know a few and bought me some very delicious local ale. He did not imbibe too much, which is good because I rather like him sober than having to roll him up the stairs into his bed. Really wish I had a new dress, but I don't think it mattered much to him, in the light of being sober I think he found me to be fetching, faded dress and all. Besides that, G. was good company and made me laugh and was not boring. I think I would like to see him again, though I am sure Father would not approve of this young man. There is an air of trouble about him and it is far to easy to get lost in his eyes. Father would not like him one bit. I cannot wait to see him again.
~ My landlady collected the rent today, the old crow. I have no more coin for a dress even if they flooded the market with cheap linen and damasks. It's frustrating but I refuse to go begging to Mother and Father for money for clothes. I'll find a way, perhaps that woman has other drunk friends in need of a caretaker. Speaking of which, I've been about in Bree but have not seen him though I've kept my eye out. I am curious but do not know G. well enough to go asking about for him. I would look quite desperate and pathetic and I am not such. If he wishes to see me again, he can find me. I am not a girl to chase after a man! I wonder if he does want to see me again? I can never tell. Bugger. It's silly to worry about when I've got other pressing matters. Like where I'm going to get next months rent and money for food.
