Oh, Minerva, what a pain! I hate driving too, so sympathise. Don't know what we would do if DH lost his licence. Fortunately he commutes by tube...
Camo: no developments here, just backache, but it could easily be the fact that I have spent the last 2.5 hours at the computer, drawing up a 2010 budget to work out how much I can contribute to my pension in this tax year, as our financial adviser has pointed out that my pension pot is smaller than my DH's, but women live longer, etc. And after that we spoke to a life assurance broker- am about to become officially unemployed, so need stand-alone life assurance... Basically I have spent the afternoon on happy thoughts related to "what happens to DH and child if I die or cannot get back in the job market at the right time/level".
To add to the general joy of the day, I discovered earlier this week that there had been fraud on one of my bank accounts, which was drained, so now need to deal with that, as well as get my tax return done before the baby arrives. And gently tell the hospital that scheduling a mole removal for the day after my due date is a tad optimistic...
Do you think sorting out one's finances/tax counts as nesting instinct?
Franca: how were the muffins? I toyed with the idea when I saw your post earlier, but we still have too much chocolate from Christmas, so won't make any more cakes. I do wish people would at least give us nice chocolate- instead most of it is white (not milk chocolate, the white vanilla flavoured stuff) which I detest, so DH ends up eating it all. Every year I try to make polite noises to ILs that I am not a big chocolate person, so would happily do without (they give us lots of presents- too many IMO- and the little choc I eat is black) but maybe I have been too subtle, as they keep getting us both white choc...