Retail end-of-year sales are in full swing and I have this day off work. Feels good.
Christmas, in general, has been a pounding swirl of hard labour (mental and physical) and a sort of malaise. If you work in retail, Christmas is a fifty-foot giant hell-bent on making your life miserable and the best you can do is try to stay out of its footfalls whilst smiling and telling the stressful masses that the receipt is in the bag.
I have survived and lived to tell about it. And now, today, I am prepared to do the illogical:
I’m off to town to snag a bargain or two.
I am not a well creature. 😉