I gave the postman a bit of a fright a few days ago.  There was a parcel to be signed for, OH was in the bathroom and I wasn't up, so I had to open the door in my PJs, slightly out of breath from bounding (?) out of bed and running down the stairs.  I tried my best to conceal myself behind the door but it wasn't easy as I had to sign on that silly electric box thing.  As he was leaving he turned back and said "You lucky devil!"  and I thought, yes, I am very fortunate in that there are not many days when I have to get up and be ready to go out early.