I was watching a programme about the best Christmas food to buy and Waitrose all butter mince pies came out tops,so i thought i would drive over to the nearest Waitrose to buy some,and then suddenly thought,why on earth dont i make my own,why be so damn lazy,and just get going like i used to do,and so i have the sinful butter softening a bit before i get going.
The other thing i've done this year is i have put strings across a wall to hold the Christmas cards,but last year i just left them in a heap as i had no heart in Christmas after losing David,but this year i thought i cannot go on like this,i MUST make something of Christmas,and even my life,even though i am living on my own now,and to stop wallowing on how things used to be,because no amount of tears can change things.
But i do think this pandemic has made us all think differently,and realise that nothing is the same,or maybe never will be.?
Luckily i am not obsessed with what i eat or drink,for everyone has a choice,and i will never impose my views on anyone,folk must do whatever suits them and i am in no position to criticize,life is for living,and wherever it takes you is fine by me.