What happens to time at this time of the year? The days fly by in an instant - I'm barely up before it seems that it's time for bed - and each day is full to bursting with things to do, things that ought be done, things that really need to be done now and things that fall off the edge and so will have to be done tomorrow - or the day after..or the one after that.
I have assumed for years that it is must be something to do with the amount of daylight - so the sense of urgency is an illusion - the shorter day lengths making me feel as if my daily schedule is crammed into ever fewer hours... or maybe it's just that I really am busier.
Whatever, yesterday was all well and truly Christmas, I blinged up the wreathes I've made, finished off doing the cards, presents, wrapping, writing as well as working - oh and doing the rug, which keeps on growing.
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