I feel as if I'm sat around waiting to move. Its very boring.
I'm living pretty frugally - in six weeks, the only clothing I've bought is a pair of tights.
I've bought and wrapped most of my Christmas presents - just a bit of tat left to buy for the office Secret Santa.
The most exciting thing to happen in the last week was that the drain in the bath got blocked and the water wouldn't drain away. So we had to scoop it out with a pan and a jug. But even that was only temporary - half a bottle of nasty chemicals later, it was fixed. Rather an anti-climax.