Minnie’s Musings

No sign of consultant. Trying again.

I decided that this year I would purchase a blanket of fairy lights for the tree in the hope that it would stop me obsessing about symmetry and balance for twelve days. Or more , as I have been forced into early purchase of tree by offspring pointing out that you only get the dregs if you shop in Christmas week.

Best Beloved and I only swore at each other once, trying to wrap it round our rather pretty tree. I was initially very pleased with the results as I threaded my random assortment of baubles and such like through the plethora of wires.

I moved the sofas around and settled down to watch the box before realising that it didn’t look nearly so balanced at a marginally different angle. Hmmmm…

Am now contemplating moving the telly to the other side of the room and shifting the sofas again.
I think a bloke who arrived after me has just gone in.

Bloody queue jumpers. Bah humbug.