My husband, the Fabulous, the Great made of gold Husband of the year, gave me a present.
It is not my birthday and Christmas is still a few weeks away. He hasn't got anything to be forgiven, or at least I hope.
His present his not chocolate or flowers. It is not a necklace or new clothes.
His present to me is 2 days of solitude! The dream present, or so it seemed.
They are still at home and planning to leave in a couple of hours and I am getting nervous... what am i going to do with all that free time? Am I going to miss them or feel alone?
Nah! Of course I won't!

















