M.O.A.T.

I'm not even pretending to go swimming today, the teenagers only need me there to pay. I might even just leave them there and go looking for presents (no I won't - reading my book in the tropical mists or trudging round Blackpool in the rain with a host of Christmas shoppers, not a tough choice). I have my dragon novel I've not picked up in ages, and a blank pad of paper so I can either write a business proposal or joy down ideas of festive purchases. Or maybe even both. A handful of Christmas cards so I can maybe write letters in them for the people with whom this is my only annual contact. I also have my phone, tho how long the battery will last remains to be seen. I've recently started playing a crossword type game online which is lots of fun but drains the power from my phone whilst simultaneously boosting the power of my brain (hopefully). I discovered yesterday that a jo is a beloved one. Nice.

I'm missing some of my beloveds.
Whilst I know I'm enabling the celebrations to happen (Mother Of A Teenager feels like it needs an acronym, I have just a couple of days before its an actual reality) I already feel a bit surplus to requirements. Not many hugs likely today but connecting by card writing, and the internet, hopefully that will do the trick.

I've got a reduced spectator rate for the first time and it includes £3 worth of food - I'm so easily pleased!!! Trying not to be grumpy that I could have had that on previous visits as it's important to me to focus on what I have not could've had. Already a bit bored n have 5 hours to go - that Christmas shopping may become more appealing!!

I have written 2 Christmas cards. And it's only 22nd Nov!!! And interestingly for one of those I texted for the address and she said she rather likes the Christmas hug alternative I've offered these last few years...