Balls to Christmas!
There..I’ve said it…! Or maybe ‘baubles’ is more appropriate…(as there are plenty of those..). So a couple weeks ago in the ‘build up’ to Christmas I thought ‘sod it’, I’m really not going to bother this year and get in a ‘sweat over it’. I’m just so over this Christmas ‘crush’, as that’s what it feels like as everyone clammers to get ‘everything done’ and all the shopping. A couple of days ago I witnessed an ‘endless’ traffic queue going back a mile…just to get to the supermarket, so goodness knows what it be like inside..Chaos! I suspect. Only I’m not going to find out as I’m not going, I’d rather jump into a vat of ‘boiling fat’ than go any where near…or maybe something not quite so damaging.
It just wouldn’t be Christmas without some red baubles would it??
I’ve decided I’d rather just ‘shop local’ and pay more for a short time, than go and ‘wade into’ supermarket madness…no no no! My nerves just couldn’t take it! And I don’t want to go there and have a panic attack (as that’s what will happen…unfortunately…) so I’m just standing back and taking a breath…Yes I will munch on a mince pie…and I’ve got myself a Christmas pudding. In fact what I’m looking forward to now is the price reductions and the Boxing Day sales. So if you can’t ‘beat ‘em’ then ‘join ‘em’, but on your own terms, in your own time and in your own way…Merry Christmas…! (I think…!?).
Another red bauble pretty isn’t it?