OK so its back to work time for many tomorrow (Monday 6th) the credit card bill will drop through the letterbox, the alcohol cupboard will go back to two tins of Guinness from Xmas 1999 and a bottle of Baileys Irish Cream that's so old the top has cemented shut, the house will seem that little bit smaller yet again under the weight of Lego and One Direction paraphernalia and you will find out the new coat you had off the other half isn't waterproof. On top of all this the car will want taxing, the backlog at work can be seen from the Space Station and that little nerd from accounts wife has bought him a new Range Rover for Xmas and he has pinched your parking space.
You wont be on your own, The drinks cabinet will be identical in every cramped house in your row, the clothing dilemma is perennial and the Range Rover will be on the never never. As for the workload at least keeping busy will help you forget the credit card bill. This will be scant consolation to you however as the post Xmas blues start to take over. The thought of work through the next cold wet icy and snowy winter months will look as appetising as Granddad's Xmas lunch after his teeth fell in it, your get up and go will have gotten up and gone and your Mojo will be on Go Slow, the only respite will be from the odd work mate forced to wear their new Xmas jumpers to work. Later in the day you will remember that while you were vegging out and playing with the daughters new laptop you also signed up for 12 months online at the local gym and the new instalments of £30.00 a month start on the same day your car tax is due, worse is to come because your training partner is your Town's answer to Usain Bolt and he is keeping you to your word, despite five o'clock coming along and you are feeling more Dead-grave than Redgrave.
Of course it will get worse as you get older. Have you noticed how older people rush to get food in for Xmas day? OAP's stampede the bread counter and load enough milk in their trolleys to keep Cleopatra in her favourite baths for a lifetime, they buy enough Pork Pie to build a scale model of the Burj Khalifa and fill it from head to toe with Chocolate Santa's and Reindeer. They park anywhere and walk over top of you if they can't get round you, why Tesco and Sainsbury's car parks were so full of OAP's on Christmas Eve even June Whitfield was laid off by The Over Fifty Plan..
You will be fighting over the grand kids, playing the "I am offended but will try not to show it" card if your off-spring don't battle Tsunami's and hurricanes to be with you on Boxing day, while managing to fall asleep just before the Queen's speech comes on, despite insisting all morning that you are desperate to see it. So if the thought of getting up in the morning is a daunting one then rest assured you are not alone. Millions of us will be in the same boat and paddling it for all we are worth until next December.... when we will do it all over again!.
Have a great 2014 and thanks for all your support in 2013 x
You wont be on your own, The drinks cabinet will be identical in every cramped house in your row, the clothing dilemma is perennial and the Range Rover will be on the never never. As for the workload at least keeping busy will help you forget the credit card bill. This will be scant consolation to you however as the post Xmas blues start to take over. The thought of work through the next cold wet icy and snowy winter months will look as appetising as Granddad's Xmas lunch after his teeth fell in it, your get up and go will have gotten up and gone and your Mojo will be on Go Slow, the only respite will be from the odd work mate forced to wear their new Xmas jumpers to work. Later in the day you will remember that while you were vegging out and playing with the daughters new laptop you also signed up for 12 months online at the local gym and the new instalments of £30.00 a month start on the same day your car tax is due, worse is to come because your training partner is your Town's answer to Usain Bolt and he is keeping you to your word, despite five o'clock coming along and you are feeling more Dead-grave than Redgrave.
Of course it will get worse as you get older. Have you noticed how older people rush to get food in for Xmas day? OAP's stampede the bread counter and load enough milk in their trolleys to keep Cleopatra in her favourite baths for a lifetime, they buy enough Pork Pie to build a scale model of the Burj Khalifa and fill it from head to toe with Chocolate Santa's and Reindeer. They park anywhere and walk over top of you if they can't get round you, why Tesco and Sainsbury's car parks were so full of OAP's on Christmas Eve even June Whitfield was laid off by The Over Fifty Plan..
You will be fighting over the grand kids, playing the "I am offended but will try not to show it" card if your off-spring don't battle Tsunami's and hurricanes to be with you on Boxing day, while managing to fall asleep just before the Queen's speech comes on, despite insisting all morning that you are desperate to see it. So if the thought of getting up in the morning is a daunting one then rest assured you are not alone. Millions of us will be in the same boat and paddling it for all we are worth until next December.... when we will do it all over again!.
Have a great 2014 and thanks for all your support in 2013 x
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