Mr Dunnit always sprints upstairs to say goodbye. We have a brief discussion about work things that I may need to do and he always feigns an interest in my plans for the day. Yesterday, I ran off a list of chores and added Christmas things that need doing...including the cards. (It makes me feel a great deal better about myself if I sound really busy when asked what I'm doing by the bread winner). Mr Dunnit as usual, lends his wisdom and left brain logic to my angst over the card situation. He said ' you've made them now haven't you?' and when I confirmed that, he said 'well, just write in them and send them, that's a job done then.' Indeed it is Mr Dunnit. And I suppose no one will take the trouble to ring and moan about crappy handmade cards will they. They haven't before. So yesterday I spent the afternoon writing, enveloping, addressing, licking. It wasn't exciting and man, it took much longer than I'd anticipated. At least today I have a satisfying 'done' pile. And a strike through on the list. Now that IS a job done. Wrapping next? No. I'll just consult my list.
Have a lovely weekend.