I almost didn’t write this post today, stuffing my face with Christmas food, I was so carried away with writing poetry and the children’s story I’ve been working on, that my weekly post was temporarily forgotten.
I didn’t really shop the sales this year and have no intention of doing so unless a lottery win comes my way, which is near impossible as I’ve opted to stop playing, at least until I’ve met my savings goals. It’s scary to think that I have to force myself not to shop, that indicates a bit of an issue. I’m not quiet ready to admit to a full on addiction but we’ll see how the rest of the year goes.
The temptation from Instagram almost had me pressing uninstall on the app and hiding under my covers in a cold sweat. My only saving grace was the M&S vouchers my pupils had given me. A new pair of school shoes and a couple of good bras later and my gift was well and truly spent and my spending craving partially satisfied.
How was Christmas for you?
I did my annual thing of dressing up for my living room. I’m pretty sure the dog appreciated my efforts, the approving wag of her tail was all the confirmation needed, though when I phoned my mother to say Merry Christmas, she thought I’d just gotten out of bed and told me I could have at least put on a Christmas day face so we can’t win them all.