Just about to embark on a series of rowdy board games with DH, teenagers and elderly dad. We've all got the lergy but everyone but me is feeling better today. I can't quite bring myself to just go to bed and ruin NYE for everybody, but fuck me I'm almost at the point of sticking forks in my eyeballs to stay awake. I can't even lie down on the sofa because the teenagers are both present (which is lovely, not complaining about that bit) so there's no spare chairs. Anyone else want to share in the self-pity?