This is going to make me a crazy person, and I don't know if I'm going to be able to do anything I've said I will in the next few weeks. I'm sorry :/ (Not because I'll be too mad, just because I'll be too busy :)
I hate all of this more than I really have words for. It's probably going to be good when I'm in the flat (and my notintheseheels is moving in with me, which is definitely good) but this bit is going to be grim. I foresee a vast amount of tea being involved.
*If it is about how lucky I am, how much money they must have, the recession, what a surprise this is given all the trouble I've caused them in life thus far, or anything tangentially related to this, I don't want to hear it and you may rest assured that they have covered these subjects in depth and will continue to do so.