'Twas the night before Christmas

Husband was very excited this morning as the door on his jam advent calendar was a large one.

He was less excited after he'd opened it.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" he said.

"Hang it on the tree?"

Meanwhile the idea that had been fermenting in my brain finally came to fruition but didn't turn out as well as I'd hoped. But I may present to you . . . my jam jar Christmas tree!

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I had a few last minute things to get this morning so lying in bed I dithered: should I get up early and go to the shops early? Or go later in the hope that most people will have done theirs early?

I was never going to get there that early so we went later. And it was fine. Roads quite quiet and parking spaces in the car park. The shop was busy but I wore a mask and sang to myself as I wandered around - trying to resist all those little treats that we don't need but which look so tempting and whisper, "Buy me, you know Christmas won't be complete without me!"

But I didn't. The only treat I bought was a cranberry and pecan loaf and some nice cheese for lunch. So quite restrained.

As everything is up in the air with the op again tomorrow we're going to Daughter's for lunch and then to Elder Son's in the afternoon. We'll have the meat I bought on Boxing Day.

I confess I felt very gloomy and not at all christmassy this morning. I told myself to get a grip and that there were many millions who had it much worse - but that doesn't really help and I don't think it has to. When we're down our situation may not be that bad at all but we are still allowed to feel what we feel. Anyway it passed quite quickly and I've spent most of the day doing my jigsaw. 

Elder Son and GrandSon3 called in so ES could look for something in the attic, and GrandSon3 and I played the magnets game I had for my birthday. We gradually made the circle smaller and smaller at which point he did better than I did. Then again he cheats!