It’ll soon be Christmas. Lo, she is a terrible Goddess and I have been discussing how to deal with Christmas in a fiscally sound and prudent manner. I won’t mention her idea concerning a sharp knife, some glue and glitter for the baubles to hang from the festive twig. Actually her idea developed into hanging them in the window to share our joy with the neighbours but I fear that that could finish Aloe Vera off completely.
We’ve definitely decided not to give each other presents this year although the last time we decided that I kept to my end of the bargain which my shins regretted for several months into the New Year.
I was hoping as the years galloped by that things would get easier but apparently it’s not to be … oh well.