As I've just said to Michele, good gracious, JayZeeJay, how absolutely dreadful. Glad your guardian angel wasn't sleeping on the job.
Becky, you are a star. Quite excellent. And was it really 2010 that you were in Atlanta? oh oh oh.
Andrea, happy birthday! Have you thought about having a name day celebration instead? Or formalising some other day?
I am back from the Continent. I eat out so rarely but I'm always reading here about people who do. So that's how I've managed not to worry that I'm buckling my watch on a different hole. Salt, sodium, whatever you call it has to be at the back of this. I'm not weighing myself for ages yet.
It's busy here. The house is in uproar as the sitting room was replastered whilst we were away. It's damp as the plaster is still going off, there are mountains of laundry (holiday, before holiday, plaster dust impregnated). I've lit the fire, opened the windows, put the washing on the line, and shut the windows, put on the dehumidifier, taken in the washing. My aunt has died (expected but the effects of death on everyone else are never straightforward) so I'm waiting to hear when the funeral will be. It's at the other side of the country and we're going to have to plan logistics. I need a hair cut.
But. I have put a chicken and tomato casserole in the oven so we'll eat properly in an hour or so. And the SO and I have worked out new ways of making sure I don't do too much cooking/housework/etc/etc, and have time to do things I want to do. And work.