The Sunday before Christmas

The word on the street is last night was the drunkest I've been in a very long time.

I really am getting closer and closer to quitting for good.
 
I've done about two thirds of my wrapping. That's enough for now. Even if I leave it until Christmas Eve, it's manageable without a festive breakdown. I can worry about what we're going to eat now.
 
Which reminds me THE PANTS ARRIVED after quite the meandering journey in NORTHERN ITALY
 
I have been surprisingly SOBER throughout the last few days. Have packed, and just need to load up the car then it will be a long ass day on the 23rd. I luckily don’t have to bring presents with me as they are under the tree after our V picking them up and sticking them under the tree back in Scotland. She is collecting all the food tomorrow and stocking up the fridge for us. The Christmas table is ready, and all of a sudden I am starting to feel rather festive. I will start preparing everything on Christmas Eve. I love it, back in my kitchen and cooking for all the family and friends. My happy place.
 
Totally run down. Need to see if I can get my stomach checked. Also have an appointment at the plastic surgery department on Tuesday (to correct 2 finger dislocation injuries).
 

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