Much has happened lately, nearly all mundane and non-bloggable. I have found myself with writer’s block every time I attempt to write something.
I find myself in childish anticipation of Christmas this year. Probably mostly for selfish reasons ๐ Hannah has done well and I have no idea what she’s got me. She’s normally as effective as a town crier at keeping a secret ๐ Jon has got his mum in on buying my present and although I have an inkling of what it is, I don’t know for sure and I wanna know now!
This is our second Christmas together, and we’re spending Christmas Day in Reading and Boxing Day in Devon. We’ve hired a car for the Christmas period, which is very nice. I’d decided I wanted to mainly for convenience (so we can carry all our presents ๐ and it’s just as well. Hannah’s been pretty poorly with a chest infection, so warm and dry was a good thing.
Work has been OK, although I had a series of dreams involving everything going wrong. It was all very stressful. I have a lot of uni work to do over Christmas, too. Speaking of which, I’d better go and do that now.
Ta-ra