Be afraid, be very afraid; my sister and her family came up to the Wimmera from Melbourne for the long weekend and breathed all over the place, very deeply actually, because they were so happy, sad and generally emotional to be free.
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We pulled out all the stops and acted like it was Christmas, but without the gifts, decorations, and church.
So, that is to say, we ate too much food, and drank too much bubbly and let our children run wild, eating junk food and staying up too late.
It was so magnificently fabulous!
My sister let her - much longer than usual and undressed - hair way down, and I joined her.
Just knowing that she was on her way to Horsham gave me my window-washing, gutter cleaning mojo back.
If I could have lost 12 kilos before she arrived, I would have, but there is only so much one can do with zero notice.
Having Tammy here helped me see my gorgeous country home through her 'trapped in the big smoke' eyes all over again and love it even more dearly... if that were possible.
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We agreed on everything, poured out all our troubles, admired each other's brilliance and laughed ourselves silly.
We've caught up on the telephone regularly throughout the recent months, but you can't really sit under the stars telling funny stories while being eaten alive by mosquitos and munching roasted almonds over the phone - well, not without getting sick of it much sooner than we did in the flesh last weekend.
Tam and Brad took the family shopping and blessed restaurants, sports shops and supermarkets, and they were only here for a couple of days.
When the Sheehans piled back into their car to return to the lockdown capital of the world, emotions ran high and one small voice cried, "See you next month!"
Really? Why? Did she mean Christmas? Wow, she did.
And, all of sudden, I started planning, remembering the hooks running along the front of the house that I'd noticed under the gutters as I'd cleaned them.
I started mentally hanging the new fairy lights I'm going to buy.
I'm finally daring to believe that Christmas might actually happen this year and it makes me feel twinkly all over.
