I have just learned that the real post-Afghanistan clutter is still on its way, courtesy of Her Majesty, who knew that Edmund wouldn't be needing his arid-pattern combat clothing in snowbound Ottawa. So that is a nuisance for after New Year.

We now have to start planning Edmund's place in Kingston, packing up crockery and books -- kinda like sending him off to university but with money coming in, not going out. That's another thing I won't start thinking about until January.