OK, I went to bed at five this morning. I spoke on the phone
for over two hours. It was 2.am when I came off the phone and the person I was
talking to, had to be at work by seven. I was OK; I could have a sleep in. My
teen woke just before seven, so I was awake too. I went back to sleep though.
Then the most embarrassing thing occurred. The doorbell rang. I felt like death
warmed up. I looked I’m sure as I felt. I jumped out of bed through on a
dressing gown, hoping to God, when I opened the door, it would not be windy?
I jumped over the dogs and unlocked the front door as of
course, it could be a parcel for Hubs birthday.
Oh. My God! I heard the sweet voice not of my post man, but
Louis.
“Frona
I died.
Bless his designer socks, he brought hub a present around.
And me a box of chocolates. I asked him to wait outside, and
I ran upstairs, through on some clothes and invited him in.
The blinds were
closed the house was dark
I came down half naked and told Louis to come in.
Louis for those who don’t know is our local restaurant
owner.
Little did I know, it was pouring with rain, so he was
getting wet through!
Oh as he stood in my living room I blushed as he hugged me.
Oh I felt so ashamed. It was just after ten I should have been up, but I so
love sleeping in the mornings and staying awake at nights.
But what a sweetheart. Though he couldn’t wait to leave, haha
haha. Did I scare him with my state of undress?
Nothing from Hubs family but our sweet friend Louis bothers.
God bless him.
I still sport a colour of rouge
Going to prepare some food for Hubs party tomorrow. He
leaves S.A tonight and home tomorrow. x
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