Cold and dry this morning after rain, with some sunshine to cheer the return of longer days. I had a shower and washed my hair after I got up. After it dried I couldn't see beyond my fringe as it wouldn't stay swept back, as it's so fine and soft. I think it needs a trim. Meanwhile I'll have to wear a hat indoors and outdoors.
I took the bus to town and booked our Christmas Eve train tickets at Central Station. I didn't think about what I needed to do to make the journey hassle free. I went out carrying no cash and had to withdraw some from an ATM to buy a big sausage roll for lunch, having forgotten that I need a late morning snack to avoid the faintness and slow thinking which now accompany a nearly empty stomach. I think it may be due in part to the clot busting meds I must take daily. They seem to speed up my digestive system. I was in no mood for shopping and returned home as soon as I acquired the train tickets, pleased to think that Clare would have lunch ready at the usual time.
I spent the afternoon preparing our physical Christmas card mail shot. Labels to fix on envelopes, cards to be written, letters to print fold, and stuffed into envelopes. Clare went to the Post Office and bought stamps for three dozen cards to post. Another four dozen are digital greetings. I used to mail 80-90 cards before I retired. Postage is now so expensive, I couldn't afford that many. No matter which way I send a greeting, it gives me an opportunity to think about people I've known and met over a lifetime in ministry, and many will respond with their personal news and greeting. It was already dark when I took my bag of cards to the post box on my circuit of Pontcanna. I found the effort mentally tiring, and needed exercise before and after supper to clear my brain. I walked for half an hour and that was enough to make ne ready to sleep.
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