and now awake at 2.20am for no apparent reason. this has been the story of my life for the past 5 weeks or so - from before being preggers, as far as i knew. am obsessed with wondering whether i should go for the window seat or the aisle seat on sleazyjet. hoping madam might sleep (flight departs at 12.40), so thinking window. ah, the minutiae which get you in the middle of the night...
jolly - that sounds terrible about the wine, no idea what grey goose is, but will let my imagination roam...
katie - a belated congrats on the clackerdom. i now sympathise with the ambivalence - now feeling so crap (mixture of permanent nausea, though no being sick, tiredness, eating permanently to get rid of nausea, not being able to fit into ANY clothes because of it, feeling too tired to do much exercise and having a toddler on top of it all) that i simply can't imagine enjoying number 2 and am beginning to feel scared about the whole thing. but i'm sure it will pass and it will all be manageable. am avidly following beans, rubes and sl and the other clackered ladies in their tales of clackerdom and number 2-ness.
vg - in answer to a very old question - yes, we are trying to get an extension done. no, BE doesn't look like it will get on the telly, at least not this year (despite desperately good and famous people dying to be in it - ugh ugh ugh). we are using savings and extending the mortgage to do so, although that is keeping me up at night, too. the extension is now being prioritised due to VAT increase in jan and possible number 2ness in late feb.
invis again, belated congrats about the job. hope it works out for you.
rubes - hope you can get through this last week. don't know how much i'll be on tinternet in portugal, but will be thinking of you and can't wait to hear.
ladyt - i can't quite believe how much you are doing! i can barely lift myself off the sofa to get a cup of tea these days. in awe...
oh, oh, oh, there was so much to say, but can't remember everyone's news.
i think i may go clean the kitchen.