What a week. Currently having chills, flushes and fever (and coughing again) with a minor flu which is worse than the cold I had last month. Feeling bad enough that my mother is packing and I can't help, though there was a break today and we did some chores in the mild weather, though I was pretty tired after.
Didn't have to go in to work today as my colleague said to take it easy, it was dead as a doornail in there anyway. Judging by the way I feel now, I will have to call in the same tomorrow.
Today we engaged two cavernous rooms in a friendly houseshare with a friendly and helpful live-in landlord . It's amazing what you will take when you're desperate though. It's very affordable, yet much closer to London, and we don't have to worry about bills as it's all inclusive. We feel safe because it's with a retired couple in a quiet street very close to the Tube.
I have the huge loft room, and there is more space than I can shake a stick at, including storage cupboards under the eaves, an ensuite bathroom, even a microwave, toaster, kettle, and fridge/freezer.
Thankfully at least the pressure of finding a safe haven is over, though.
Also, have an old friend from uni in Houston passing through London at New Year's and he's staying a couple of days. I really hope I am better by the 30th.
Might be a small hiatus till I get reconnected at the house.
Meantime, I am collecting big hugs.