Still stress and worry, but I think I would not know what to do with myself if it stopped.
I wrote 'spare room enclosed' on the outside of an exam envelope by mistake, which I think says something about my mind.
Also my mother emailed me to say that she dreamt that I phoned her to ask if she thought I would be ok with living in a hayloft (presumably with the hay moved out).
The weekend had more rockclimbing in it, and doctor who and pizza, and flat viewing, and wandering round in the sunshine with cblgg1. It was nice, especially the sunshine - there's not been much this year.
Next weekend is the new phlebaswaverleyoban adventure, although I have not had much energy spare for looking forward to it yet :)