I'm staying at my son's flat in a single bed. It's got a nice firm mattress, lovely new bedding and the room is spick and span. Why can't I sleep? Because at home I have a king sized bed all to myself and here I keep banging my arm on the wall or expecting to fall out of bed every time I turn over! I'm not feeling terribly well either and the antibiotics I'm taking don't seem to have kicked in yet. Ho hum - I'm still glad to be here, spending time alone with my lovely son. 
I need advice for a mutually messy situation
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. What a wonderfully transient thread this is, where sometimes people happen to meet up in the wee small hours when it can be very lonely and the 'rest of the world is sleeping'. I hope your toothache eases up Tegan. I'd forgotten about the salt water remedy, but the cleaning/tidying up is a different matter. I Spring clean the house when I feel very anxious, I've heard it's a common habit, so I hope your time in Bamburgh helps you relax. So for me, a tidy home represents a double edged sword.
. And I still can't decide which clothes to take [British weather and all that]. My problem is that, when I was married I always used to pack the car, but the S.O. doesn't let me; it's very frustrating cause it's one thing that I'm quite good at [due to years of camping holidays]. Good luck with the knee op!
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