I started off feeling very excited about Christmas, a feeling which is declining rapidly with every pound spent.
I spent £51 on my neice and nephew, combine their ages and you could communicate the total age with just three fingers. It just doesn't feel worth it! £30 on my mum on some perfume, just because it has Armani slapped on it. I have to buy myself some more jeans (no really, I have to), aswell as buy friends Christmas presents. And grandparents. And I suppose I should send my dad a card. Add on top of that my alcohol and cigarettes for the month and I think I'm going to get caught short AGAIN.
I know, I know, Christmas is about giving, I should LIKE spending all this money on my loved ones. But does love have to come at such a high price?!
Bah, bloody humbug!