Silly Gilly

 


The Christmas tree isn't quite like it was last year! But give it a decade and it'll be better! 

So yesterday I was shopping at m&s food. As I took my trolley back to the bay I noticed a ladies handbag hanging from a trolley already abandoned. So I took it into the store and after a wee while someone took it to customer services. As I was leaving I heard another lady say to the door person that she'd found a ladies handbag on a trolley - it was my handbag! So keen was I to rescue the handbag I actually left my own on the trolley. How very very embarrassing! Lol

Unbelievably I have started to post and deliver my Christmas cards! Not only am I super quick but I'm also amazed. Normally it gets to Christmas Eve and I haven't written them, so don't bother, for another year! I'm so hopeless. No idea what happened this year. Of course with Christmas cards comes the round robin letter (not from me, but I do receive them). I decided to share my round robin, if I decided to send one - which I won't, but one likes to brag and boast about their perfect year doesn't one? ...

2020 started with a new job that I resigned from just before lockdown. I missed out on furlough pay and I was unemployed, and still am. I stayed in the house and just ate. I put on weight, unsurprisingly. I've hardly seen my children and my 'work from home' hubby is getting on my nerves. I'm happy to inform you that I didn't bulk buy toilet rolls or flour - mainly due to the fact that there wasn't any! I broke a crown just days into lockdown and have a big gaping hole in my mouth. Thank goodness we have to wear face masks! I binge watched TV box sets which has made a dent in the sofa cushion that I can't get out. Though it might help if I got off the sofa first. I might have drank a little more alcohol than usual but I never drank before 8 o'clock! Taking my dog for her morning walk carrying a glass of gin got me some funny looks mind you. All in all a successful year.

I forgot to tell you last week that I have plantar fasciitis which is basically a pain in the arse! (Foot actually but you get my drift). You'll never guess what one of the causes is? Being overweight! Of course it is. Everything is. Getting pregnant is caused by being overweight! Or maybe it's the other way round. Anyway, close enough! 

Life is so ironic. It takes sadness to know happiness. Noise to appreciate silence and absence to value presence.












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