I wasn't sure where to post this so thought I'd start a new thread. I was really down in the dumps as Hb may not be home from hospital over Xmas. Then the doorbell rang, and there was postie with my Secret Santa parcel. The label says "From Your Ebid Secret Santa". I have no idea who it is. I put it in the cupboard with the other pressie. They are both whispering. "Come on. Open us. You know you want to". My "Won't Power" is weakening. I went out and cleaned out the chicken house to take my mind off things. That is not my favourite job. The pressies are still sitting there beckoning.
Thankyou Secret Santa, whoever you are, for cheering me up. I do have something to look forward to now.