It’s ironic, really, that I’ve spent almost every waking hour (and a few which should have been sleeping hours!) creating plaques, clocks, canvases and chalkboards which my customers have bought for Christmas gifts, yet I haven’t yet managed to do any Christmas shopping of my own! It’s been a bit like a Santa’s Workshop . . .
with the making and painting, cutting and sticking, wrapping and packing . . . oh, and the frost and the ice, the tutting and swearing (not everything goes to plan all the time, probably not even in Santa’s Workshop!), the long hours and oh-so-short nights!
Yesterday was my first day off (I haven’t even been taking weekends off) and I was ill. Typical. Coupled with the extreme cold weather (highs of minus seven) meaning the car wouldn’t start (who could blame it?) I didn’t get very far.
I did consider calling the probably very overworked RAC but the car did eventually start at about 2.30 pm. I made it to the post office but not much further. A poorly me and a poorly car didn’t make a very good team anyway.
So wish me luck today as, with predicted highs of minus ten, I will attempt to battle my way into town for a little festive shopping.
It’ll only be when I get there that I realise I’m not the only one who has left it late!