Beans, that is smashing about your job! Sounds perfect. I was going to say, your sister IS being selfish and maybe your other sister or your Mum could give her a bit of a ticking off....sounds like she needs it, seriously.
Trace, that sounds like a sensible choice about the meds. I mean, you keep in close contact with your CPN anyway, don't you, so you can just keep seeing how you feel.
Rubes, if you are reading, I noticed on FB you said you were moving in a couple of weeks. Do tell all!
I have got bronchitis and have been feeling really rough. DP was off work yesterday and it was really helpful as I couldn't really do much. My arms and legs won't work properly, I guess I am just really under the weather, I haven't slept properly for days although I know there are some Trojans on here who haven't slept properly in months, so I won't go on about that 
Jam, I think your DH is exactly like my DP with receipts. We have that exact same palaver every quarter (with train tickets and petrol receipts etc).
Effie, though I haven't eaten a MacDonalds burger in decades, I always remember that green dill pickle as the very best bit!
NJAN, it was lovely to see you pop back. Do come again. Sorry to hear about the mayhem.
WG is, I am imagine, in rainy Portugal by now. Hope you are having a nice time, precipitation notwithstanding.
Well, it's looking like the funeral is going to be next Friday (not this) which was also the date of DH's funeral. Actually, I don't mind this - can even take comfort from it, in a strange way. My MIL is coming down tomorrow (originally we thought the funeral might be this Friday) and she is going to help with the girls as DP and I do more packing on his flat and also my flat in London, on Saturday. It's very kind of her and I know she wants to help. But my nerves are so jangled and I feel so vulnerable (being ill doesn't help) that she is just the last person I feel like coping with at the moment, with her nosey questions and irritating remarks. I know that sounds horrid and ungracious, because she does mean well.
Right, must get myself out of my dressing gown, it's nearly time to collect DD1.