Stephen had a late start this morning at work - an appointment at an Alpaca farm - fun! So he came with me to collect the Christmas meat - 2 turkey breast "butterflies". I had requested an 8am collection slot and it seems everyone else had too! Standing in the queue, people watching, some folks were clearly very very stressed and tired and fed up. No-one was nasty or anything, but some just looked low & care-worn. An elderly man got in a muddle with his trolley so a couple of us helped him out.
On the way home I said, "It doesn't always bring out the best in folk, does it, this Christmas thing?"
"No!" Steve agreed as countless drivers cut each other up on the roundabout.
Of course we do not know the problems and stresses others have.
Amidst all the jolly there is stress and I pray for peaceful hearts and calm minds.
Today I am changing bed linen, vacuuming bedrooms and then I shall iron, watching programmes on catch up TV that I have missed. Gently, gently; hoping all will be well.
And there will be many tea breaks (I don't like coffee)..........
Yup - it is the season of the dreadful joke!