At some point

At some point this week, I will chase up on the never-ending payment saga for my freelance job. I will go to the gym. I will do the gritty admin things like filling forms from our international movers for our damage claims (I'm really annoyed that they broke an out-of-production Riedel wine glass!). I will go and read up about the actual mechanics involved in making this blog private, and I will go pay the phone/gas bills before we get our utililties cut off.

But not right now. I have other priorities.

Like playing "jump up and down on a big bed untill we are both exhausted" and inhaling the smell of laughter in her tufty baby hair.