I have just calculated that I have only 8 more days in work before my holidays begin.
Work is very trying at the moment and I spent about 5 minutes this morning composing a resignation email. I then went to the dentist this afternoon and realised I'll have to work until I'm 75 to pay off my dental bill.
Christmas is coming faster than I expected. I ordered some things online, having allowed myself to be swayed by all the hype last Monday which was apparently the busiest day of the year for online shopping, and they still haven't arrived. This is mega annoying as tomorrow is my day for going to the post office and sending stuff to Ireland.
This post office is always almost empty. The staff are quite grumpy - perhaps brought on by loneliness? - and you rarely have to queue for longer than 3 minutes. The exact location of this post office is, of course, a state secret. Like the Best Turkish Restaurant in London I don't want anyone else going there.
I will be very gutted if my Christmas presents don't arrrive on time. I am busily imagining my little nieces' faces lighting up on Christmas morning when they open their gifts from me and then their disappointment; 3 pairs of white nylon ankle socks each and a ball of twine to share, purchased in the Post Office, will not cut the mustard with them, whereas I'm sure they will be thrilled by Latin For The Under Fives (suggested by Traybake) and A Beginner's Guide to Plumbing which is my choice. As neither have arrived yet there are going to be some unhappy little girls on Christmas morning.
It was very enjoyable having Kerry Sister in London for a few days. We went on a forced march around Kent and admired the deer and the following day we visited a lot of shops. I was excited to go to West Elm, a new American interiors store on Tottenham Court Road, which I'd read about in a blog. I need a new teapot and was quite taken by an enamel one there. I picked one up to look at the price label. It was marked £119. At this rate I won't be able to afford to do anything on my visit to the states. I went next door to that well known bargain store, Heals, where the enamel teapots were £20 and bought one for myself. I now own 7 teapots although will be taking one to the charity shop tomorrow.
(I went back to West Elm later in the weekend and the teapots were marked £29.00 which is still far too expensive but not laughably so.)