Confession is good for the soul.
After finishing last night's blog post, I stayed up until 3.00 a.m. decorating the house. Once I gave up the idea of doing it--I wanted to, and found the energy.
The thought of the children arriving on Saturday and seeing the old familiar "friends"--the much beloved and handled nativity set and the wonky old musical Christmas tree, and the wondrous fibre-optic angel that glows on the wall--well I thought of that and I had to do it.
The house is transformed into "Christmas." Nothing elaborate, but enough to welcome my dear team today.
Happy Friday. God bless you each and every one! :)