I can't for the life of me remember what we did on Saturday. I'm pretty sure we did something. Eh, I've been asleep twice since then, so I suppose that's why I can't remember.
YESTERDAY, however, T and I went car-hunting. We need another car so that we can get B to-and-from his childcare during the week (T will be delivering the bundle, and I will be retrieving it (most days)). We needed to pick a model that has enough boot space for the mountain of Stuff that accompanies us whenever we spend the night away, is small enough to fit in our car park, has good reliability, doesn't cost the Earth to fix
We have decided that a Skoda Octavia Estate is the way forward, and now we have to wait and see whether one turns up at a dealership near us in time for us to go and have a look. Naturally, my redundancy money will come through about a fortnight after we'll need it for the car so we'll have to put down as large a deposit as we can manage, get finance for the rest, and pay it off asap. I think our best bet is to get 12 months finance, put the redundancy money into the account that will be used to make the payments, and make up the shortfall in monthly instalments. That way we will minimise the interest costs and pain. Hopefully.
On the way home, T had an experimental McDonalds. His BG at 1 and 2 hours showed an initial spike of just over 10mmol, dropping to around 7mmol 2 hours later. And now we have to find out whether that initial spike is an acceptable occurence once in a while. If not, he'll have to decide whether he should ditch the buns, or avoid like the plague.
Bah.
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