I am the Christmas wrapping elf

Hoorah I am the owner of a posh new fridge freezer, although I have nothing to put in the freezer part yet as I don't normally do frozen food, but I will do tomorrow as I am going shopping for all things yummy.
The delivery men arrived at 8am, so the moment they left with their warnings of 'letting it stand for fours before plugging it in etc', I whipped off my clothes and donned my nightie again and jumped back into bed... this was in case I had the urge to plug it in of course, so best off sleeping and out of harms way I thought!
When I did resurface it was a wash and brush up and off for lunch with my friends Rosemary and Bill.

Bill has been a wheelchair user for a while now and dispersed my fears that I really was just being a wimp yesterday as he gave me the benefit of his hard earned lessons on keeping warm and travelling in a chair. I have to get 1) a sheepskin cover for my plastic chair seat which stops the sweaty crotch problems and badly creasing your clothes. 2) Motorcyclist thermal leggings are brilliant for freezing days under your normal trousers as quite thin, but wonderfully warm. 3) Fishermen socks to keep our toes from dropping off and 4) Cyclists waterproofs for when sitting in wheelchair in the rain... Not looking forward to that experience I can tell you, but I guess I can't really hide indoors on naff weather days can I or can I????
Lunch was lovely and they gave me a lovely pressie from France which put me in an excellent mood for the next part of my day... sorting out mother's Christmas wrapping.

I want it noted that I HATE wrapping Christmas presents with a vengeance, after all isn't that what gift bags were invented for? And writing Christmas cards... Ugh double hate. Poor mother was struggling to remember who she was writing cards to half way through each one and which grandchild belonged to which child, let alone the great grandchildren. Her hand got cramp about four cards in, but bless her she did it and I made her a much earned cuppa. The look of achievement on her face made me glad that I was in a calm mood thanks to Rosemary and Bill and that I could be there for her. Hopefully we won't have the same occurrence that we had last year, where she wrote the same cards over and over again so some people got at least three and others none.
She worries so much that she is forgetting things, but today she was positively glowing with pride that she finished the families cards. Just the friends to do now, but unfortunately that list is now dwindling as her friends are passing on, as she said she won't need so many lines of string this year. Surviving growing old can be very painful at this time of year.

Lots of love Debbie x