In Limbo

Only a few weeks to go until D-Day, and I'm finally running out of chores to do. I've packed up most of my stuff. The builders have nearly finished repairing my flat. I've even managed to jettison the demands of my neighbours - for one year only, leakgate is someone else's problem. Now that the inevitable last-minute panic with the loss adjuster turning up four days late is sorted, I'm running out of things to fret about, and it's a very peculiar feeling. Never mind, I'm sure I'll find something to worry about...