Bear is completely full of cold and sniffles. Fortunately it helped that when he did finally get to sleep last night he slept deeply. There was a party in the house behind and trust me, Elvis singing that he wants to be my Teddy bear at 120 decibels at 3am does not put me in a good mood.
To be honest I am not sure what is happening with the neighbours. They are a large family in the house at the back, the same family also rent the house next door but two, and they seem to spread between the two houses. For the last week I have noticed them carrying furniture backwards and forwards, I have no idea what is going on. They have been having some storming arguments, though. There are a lot of scurrilous rumours going around about them, but apart from playing 'Stand by Your Man' at ridiculous times and at volumes that would kill small animals, and knocking on the door asking to 'borrow' milk they have been okay with me.
I've started making a list to use to get myself sorted. I was determined to have a good start on New Year's Eve and just put in some spade work. Why am I not so surprised that I spent yesterday afternoon not only sorting out some boxes that have been untouched since bear was at nursery but also shredding a load of correspondence that had built up since July. Still, it has made a dent in the outstanding work and I have a few bits for my task list. I am still haunted by clearing correspondence that my mother had hoarded for twenty years, some of it junk mail that just had never been opened. The filing system is on the list. I still bitterly regret losing the two four drawer filing cabinets at the time bear was born, but I can work round the two drawers I have now. Lots of people manage very well with less. I can't find the system that lovely Morgan sent me. I shall have another rummage around.
So I am off to keep bear topped up with buttercup syrup and cuddles.