Seriously. I'm sorry to whinge, but it's killing me. There is no end to the things that need doing, and it seems like I lie awake for hours at night stressing, and the baby gets in the way, and I have no idea whether the new internet will be connected in time, and I really want to be writing but THERE'S NO TIME.
Yuck. So there I am. Grumpy and moving. Hopefully the worst will be over by next week, though!