I don't normally send out Christmas cards. Mostly because I can't really be bothered. Even back when I did have time.
But now I've reached a crisis point. My "just can't be bothered"-ness is at war with my "I can't handle having unused cluttery stuff all over the place"-ness because of this ...
Yup - those free flipping Xmas cards that all the charities keep sending (and yes, they keep sending them because I'm a total sucker and always mail them a cheque back because I feel so bad that they've sent me something for free). And now, after 5 years of receiving these cards and stockpiling them in a box, it's time to purge.
The obviously nice spin-off is that everyone who gets a card will think that we're awesome (unless you read this blog, and then you know that you've just received some seasonal de-clutter).
Whatever the reason, send me your address and I will send back a cute card with puppies on it.
Merry Xmas.
Oh crap, it really is too early for this isn't it? It's only flipping October. *sigh*
As a total aside, the name of this post was inspired (ha ha) by a conversation I had with a shop-keeper shortly after we arrived in Newfoundland. I asked him if he had any blank card's. He thought I was asking for blank cod's. We were in an outdoor clothing store. We were both very confused.
As a total aside, the name of this post was inspired (ha ha) by a conversation I had with a shop-keeper shortly after we arrived in Newfoundland. I asked him if he had any blank card's. He thought I was asking for blank cod's. We were in an outdoor clothing store. We were both very confused.
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