I think I am almost over this bug. I still feel a bit fuzzy and odd, but I am more-or-less functional again. Thank goodness. All this lying around has been staggeringly boring.

I spent some time this afternoon looking at the property-for-sale websites after reluctantly coming to the conclusion that, since we hadn't heard back from the sellers of House B, and my calls to the estate agent were going unanswered, the seller had got cold feet about the deal.

It was very depressing; almost all the houses on offer seemed to be simultaneously too small, too ugly, and too expensive.

And then, just after six this evening, the estate agent finally called back to let me know that the sellers are accepting our offer. Which makes me very, very happy, in an anxious, I-hope-it-doesn't-fall-apart, not counting my chickens, neurotic kind of way.

So cross your fingers and hold your breath and hope that this one works out for us!