Coughing. All of us, but particularly Son 1, who I sent to the emergency doctor on Saturday morning as he sounded so bad.
Chocolate. Though not as much as usual, we've cut down this year.
Coffee. Too much.
Computers. Hubby has managed to get a nasty worm or virus on his new laptop which will need professional attention. I then spent ages ensuring my own machine was thoroughly scanned for nasties.
Dr Who. First impressions of the mad new Doctor were good. Potentially great chemistry with the feisty new assistant and some fabulous one-liners in Steven Moffatt's script.
Sleep. After rushing around possibly a little too much last week, I spent the whole of Easter Sunday afternoon asleep. Of course my daily 5.20am starts with Son 2 haven't helped either.
Writing. None actually, I've been too tired to form words into logical sentences. But I have been doing some more research for the next novel and thinking up some more potential themes for short stories. All I need to do now is sit down and write them.