First Christmas card today. from a cousin I haven't seen for about five years and who hasn't sent us a card before.
Seems she's split up with her partner and moved to a new flat, so wants everyone to know where she is and not to address their cards to "Linda and Shawn".
The kids have been bringing them home for a couple of days and no doubt we'll sit down and write ours some time over the next couple of weeks.
There's usually a lull in the shops the week before Christmas and everything's reduced, so thats the time to buy it.
But some places (Woollies, for instance) have sold out of decorations?
WTF?? Its the 6th of December? How can retailers have sold out of stuff. What ever happened to 'last minute shopping'. Or is that the last week of October.
Seriously glad that we don't do the commercial Christmas thing to any great extent and the whole charade more or less passes us by.
But hey. I guess, again typical of me, if that's the kind of Christmas people want they are welcome to it and should get on and enjoy it. Each to his own - but don't get on at me for having a more reserved (some say cynical. Me? Lol) opinion. The thing that pisses me off most is when people moan about it and complain of being stressed, or having not enough money for this or no time for that or spending "too much".
How can you spend "too much". If it was too much, you wouldn't have spent it? Chances are, its not their money anyway.
"Oooh, I'll really get in some sh1t when the credit card bill comes in. Then we'll be f*cked in February."
So don't do it then. Take some responsibility
Or does it actually matter? If it doesn't, then shut up and spend.
Goes back to what I said before about insecurities. We have to spend huge amounts of money in order to be seen to be coping and 'normal'.
I'm weird see, thats my trouble.
Don't get me wrong. If you have money and enjoy spending, that is great. I look forward to spending myself. But its when the spending is "beyond" your means that I think its really silly. And the moaning, or more often nervously laughing, about it is worse.
There are no independents anymore
Fewer people than ever are prepared to be honest with themselves.
Phew.
Got that off my chest! Don't feel any better, but hey...
Letter from the bank again today. "We have been unable to make a direct debit payment..." Blah blah.
Seems there's only about £60 cash left in the drawer too.
Maybe I should see about taking the salary cheques out now rather than waiting a couple of weeks. Its just about manageable, but might make life interesting at the end of the month.
Something will inevitably turn up.
Yet not my will, but yours