I have felt grotty today with a stuffed up nose, feverishness and with aching hips and thigh bones.
One good thing about being unemployed is that I didn't have to struggle into work. On the other hand, our son is coming home tonight and we're supposed to be going to see my Dad tomorrow.
I will see how I am.
Anyway, with regard to Christmas preparations, I have got as far as taking the tree (artificial) and decorations out of the garage. This little angel is our oldest Christmas bauble. It's perhaps just a little older than me and my parents used to have it on their tree when I was a baby.
The shine has largely gone, but the angel still smiles serenely from her cotton wool cloud.