There was I bemoaning my lack of get up and go, and what happens?
A phone call, from a friend of hubby's who moved to Cornwall a few months ago.
His mum is in a nursing home and has deteriorated suddenly, the nursing home have asked that he visit as a matter of urgency.
He, his pregnant wife and toddler are coming up this weekend.
They have nowhere to stay, they cannot afford a hotel room for the 2 nights they need to stay.
So I'm clearing out the spare room, there is a greenhouse in there at the moment.
I instructed hubby to inform them that they are welcome to stay but the place is a tip, if they don't like it they can sleep in their car, they have the choice.
Oh well, it might make me do something in the genre of housework, but it won't be much.
Oh and I won't be feeding them, the wife only eats chips and only drinks coke!