A Bug's Life

Just went to vote, now off to see The Day After Tomorrow. Except I had got confused, and should have gone to vote The Day After Tomorrow. Woops!

Good News: Consent Order was signed today! This formalises the settlement agreement with my stepmother, now Things really are pretty much All Over.

Uncle came to finish sorting out Great Uncle John's paintings - I am keeping 6-12, he has taken the rest for other bits of family or to get someone to look at. Have emptied the storage unit and signed it back to Pickford's.

I fell down the stairs - this is good news because it means my back is really better! Sort of a skid, and bump down the last three on my bottom. It hurts a bit, but I'm not crippled!

Am bit worried about Carrie Gerbil; she seems to be suffering from the heat (having forgotten that she is adapted for life in the desert) and to not be drinking. Have given her grape pieces, she nibbles the flesh and leaves (very tidily) an unbroken grape skin.

Feel odd. Court case over, paintings sorted, I've got a bit of assimilating to do.

I've found all the papers I need for Monday. It only took 3 hours to go through the heap. Of course, one vital paper was the second-to-last I turned over.

As always, going through papers relating to my father's will is something I can do cheerfully and pragmatically - for about 20 minutes at a time. Then I feel sad, and cut-up that I couldn't help more when he was ill, I feel the weight again of the unpaid invoices from my solicitors, and bitter with every letter I find that outlines more and more delays to the resolution of probate and the administration of my father's estate.

Want hug. (Hint to major_clanger)

Will settle for sleep.

Wonder if that'll happen?