It's That Time of Year

Just scrambling through the days at the moment with what feels like back to back demands and engagements - Christmas concerts, school prize givings, social get togethers, and I've barely started my Christmas shopping and haven't even bought any cards let alone written in them. But for all that, I do love this time of year, the tree is up and smells like Christmas and I will find some quiet time in my day to relax and breathe and I will also find time to write! Like maybe right now. Ciao.

Maybe I jinxed myself

Perhaps I shouldn't have written that post on the invisible truck. Because yesterday I backed smack into it. Didn't just clip the side or anything. Just reversed backwards into what I thought was an empty space.

Friends have offered me spare beds - but my husband is slowly getting over it, though it will undoubtedly come up in conversation (usually in front of other people) for years to come. Sigh