First off, the detox on news and Facebook has done a lot to improve my quality of sleep.
Second, and far more important, my son who has been looking for a job ever since his entire office were unexpectedly made redundant around 10 months ago, has finally found a new job.
And the kind of job he really, really wanted. He could have got a coding job quickly, many of his friends did. But he wanted to be involved in problem analysis, requirements analysis, planning the breakdown of work for a team.
He was doing some of that in his previous job, but it wasn't reflected in his job title.
But he's starting around 10 days from now: it's well paid, it's not to far too travel, and he only has to go into the office for two days a week. The rest can be done from home on flextime. (Which is very handy for when Theo - now age 1 and crazily adorable - is unwell and can't go into the nursery. His wife's office day is different, so they can cover all bases - and Richard and I can help out when necessary. we have him on Fridays anyway, as we don't want to miss out on him growing up.
He already loves being read to. And listening to me singing to him :)
So, happy Granny! (Apart from having flu, which has triggered a bad asthma attack to keep it company...)