RSI

Re-Setting Intentions: my new life goal is to never eat another bread crust. I hate them. Despise them even. Yet I have always eaten them because my mother or grandmother or someone told me it was good roughage. Well I don't care. I get my 5-a-day minimum fruits and vegetables. I'm pretty sure my digestive tract can handle the absence of a little cardboard-like bread edging.

Random Shoves Inside: Bad Boy is running out of room and doesn't seem terribly impressed. Sweetie? Give mummy a break.

Rubbish Sofa Inhabitation: There is NOTHING on TV at the moment! I'm too knackered to do anything resembling exercise, and my pregnancy-addled brain can't cope with reading after a full day at work, so TV is all I've got (well, besides conversation with Mr B, but it's not like he expects it. We are married after all).

Reducing Scion's Inheritance: If anyone has seen where my money has gone, can you please tell it to come home?

Really Stubborn Influenza: Ok, it ws a cold, not the flu, but it has been hanging around for 3 weeks now and I'm getting a little tired of the nose-blowing. Still, I have managed to wean myself off the nasal spray after I ened up with nosebleeds after 3 days of using the stuff.

Ridiculous Song-related Instability: I found myself crying at Nancy Griffith's From a Distance in the car the other day. It's still not as bad as my sister who, when pregnant with her son, was reduced to great hormonal sobs whilst listening to Kenny Rogers' Coward of the County.

Repetitive Strain Injury: I actually have one in my right shoulder blade area and I'm in agony with it.

Reasonably Short Interim: Only 9 weeks to go. I can't believe I made it this far.