Here in the UK, Christmas isn't quite going to be what any of us want because of Covid. The lack of festivities is weird: no Christmas markets, no work parties, no last minute shopping with my sister, no light displays, no big family gatherings. So it feels a little odd to sit down and write a festive post when I'm not quite feeling the same vibes I normally would do. However, over the last couple of years I've really started to focus on thinking in more detail about the impact my Christmas traditions and presents etc are having on the planet.
And another month of 2020 has rolled past us uneventfully again. It feels like November only started a week ago, let alone us being significantly into December now. I didn't finish any books on my kindle last month because the one I was reading turned out to be a real slog that took forever, but I read a good range of genres in my physical books.
I'm very aware this post is really overdue, but November has just managed to run away from me. We're over halfway through now and what do I have to show for it? A screen time bigger than any I've had before because I've spent a whole load of this new lockdown lying in my bed staring at my phone when I'm meant to be 'reading'. I fell into a complete reading slump last month that I'm trying to recover from still now and just really struggled to get into reading, despite the books I read being things I did enjoy. It just felt like a struggle to pick up a book.
