Christmas is coming. It's a fact, and one I try to deny every year. Until it creeps up on me and I realise I need to do something about it. Pronto. Sighs.
I don't want to be bah humbug but I can think of a lot more useful things to be doing with my time than trawling around the shops or the internet, looking for things to buy that I can't actually really afford - especially not this year.
And then just when you think you've got it in the bag you think of someone else you need to buy for.
So every year I put it even thinking about it for as long as possible and then get really annoyed by the smug people who, in mid-November, smile and say,
'Oh Christmas shopping, I've finished mine.
Grinds teeth to a fine powder.
So today I'm going to bite the bullet and get started on my Christmas card list. If I can get all the ones I need to post out of the way, I might feel some small sense of satisfaction.
And then I can get on and do something that I actually want to do.