I'm suffering from post-writing-Yuletide-letter jitters - it's too long, it's too much, it's too specific, I'm too demanding, I'm too critical...
Also, I am madly jealous of everyone with a fully functional kitchen. Doing the dishes sucks when you have to basically use the toilet to put the washing-up bowl on, because the hot water is in the bathroom + it's the only room where a little splashed water doesn't matter - but it's far too low to be a decent workspace, dammit. I miss my fucking sink. :-(
Also, I am madly jealous of everyone with a fully functional kitchen. Doing the dishes sucks when you have to basically use the toilet to put the washing-up bowl on, because the hot water is in the bathroom + it's the only room where a little splashed water doesn't matter - but it's far too low to be a decent workspace, dammit. I miss my fucking sink. :-(