Do you remember that blog post, where I was very smug that I had finished my Christmas shopping well if you don’t here you go
It turns out I hadn’t. I was double checking all the presents and realised the things I had ordered for my family, you know mum, dad, two sisters and their husbands hadn’t arrived. Massive sudden fear.
You know sometimes I am so stupid it amazes me, I checked the website, (not on the highstreet if you are interested) and there in the basket was all the damn presents. This was on Monday, four days before Christmas. So I said a brief prayer and ordered them. They wanted £9. Yep you read that right nine pound to get them here before Christmas. And that would be nine flipping pound per present. Basically the postage was going to cost more than the actual presents.
I thought fuck it, Christmas isn’t about the giving and did the cheaper option.
And thank God they all arrived, last one today, so take that your nine flipping pound