The Importance of Being Idle

These Boots Were Made For Walking!

Finally got up the courage to go to Morrisons today.
It's only about a miles walk, but that mile sure seemed long today. I prevaricated like a good 'un this morning, thinking of all the reasons why I shouldn't go, all the things that could go wrong, but in the end I figured what's the worst that can happen? And off I went.
The journey there wasn't so bad, but the supermarket itself seemed terribly confusing, with noise and movement and what-have-you everywhere. Then came the trip home, where I quickly realised that not only had I overestimated the amount I could carry, but that I hadn't really thought about how to carry the shopping bags and walk with a stick. About halfway home I thought my arms were going to drop off, but they didn't and I eventually made it home. Then I had a nice relaxing bath, and now I'm going to empty the bins, and see if I can find our Christmas decorations, 'cos it's December!
God knows how it got to be December, time just seems to be passing me by in a blur of uniformity these days. I need to put a bit of thought into what we can afford to get for everyone, and what we can make or do as well. As usual I feel little enthusiasm for Christmas. This year it's particularly disappointing, 'cos I was expecting... well I was expecting things to be different eh? I thought we'd have a little money to spend, Christmas shopping would be fun rather than heavily constrained by budget, I'd be healthy, there'd be parties and such to go to and that it'd generally be a Christmas like I'd always thought it should be.
Better luck next time.

posted by BadMonkey @ 3:35 PM