Not that I’m counting, but in four more working days, I’m on holiday for Christmas. Only a week off, then back for the New Year but I’ll take five days. I really need a break from it all at the moment, it’s starting to get on top of me.
Ten days until Christmas and we’re sorted. Presents sorted, wrapped, posted or delivered as appropriate. Well, technically I still have to wrap Grete’s presents but I enjoy tormenting her too much by leaving them lying around in the open in boxes.
We’ve already bought all the food we can get in advance which won’t perish before the 25th, so we probably need to shop again in the early part of next week, but no mammoth shops like in previous years (standing in a queue in Asda for three hours for example). Much more relaxed Christmas this year.
Except money wise obviously, the insurance company is being annoying about the car wing mirror (like claiming we don’t have protected no-claims, which we do, and ‘suggesting’ they may write the car off for the cost of the repair which is just insane. I suspect they’re just trying to put us off claiming). Either way, it’s another £100-200 I can’t afford at this time of year after the dentist bills. I don’t begrudge paying out any of the money we’ve spent on presents and gifts at all, that’s money well spent, but the timing of the other bills just makes it a bit frustrating.
Still, I’ve been in debt since the second year of my university course, so I guess another year of it in 2009 won’t kill me. Since we got rid of the loan our debt has been pretty much consistent in size, it’s grown a little in the last few weeks, but I’ll try and make a big dent in the early part of next year.
So, four days until holiday, ten until Christmas and sixteen until 2009.