It's the most beautiful day I've seen on a weekend in London in months, and yet I am at home. I got up early to do stuff, but I'm not doing it and instead I am at home cleaning. This is actually a really good thing because I've been feeling a bit stressed abou the fact my uncle is going to be here in three days and things are actually gunky enough that it's been bothering me, and in fact I didn't WANT to go anywhere today until this house looked a little better! So now I get my chance to get on it, and ... I just found out I'm about to become an auntie again in the next [insert value of time here hopefully less than 8 hours]! Good luck wordknitter, my thoughts are with you!