11.19.2009

Nov 19: christmas freak out


So last night as I was shopping to complete the amount of yarn needed to make JoyGirl's sweater, I came across some make-your-own christmas cards at Michael's. Well, I say came across, but really it was more like almost ran into them, being that they were in the middle of the doorway. I had the momentary panic of "buy it or don't buy it". Now it's true I do need to send out christmas cards, and to be honest, I had forgotten we've started doing photo cards of Tobo. Will we do it again this year, I'm not sure, but I didn't need to make a split second decision about it right there in the aisle. And then I came across the ornaments, and the wrapping paper, and the knickknacks, and the foam cut out snowman sets....ah ah ah! It was like the ground was slipping away from under my feet. Christmas was again coming too fast! I grabbed my yarn, put the cards back and then made a beeline for the check out counter.

And then I started thinking oh yeah...I need to get some gifts... I honestly do think about christmas throughout the year, but for some reason I won't let myself buy gifts until after thanksgiving. Am I afraid I will loose them in my pigsty closets? What is going on? Last year went badly. I didn't plan, so I didn't buy, so nobody got anything really worth while. I'd like blame it on my first year with a child, but really I just didn't have the energy to do more. There is also the money factor. Don't want to spend more than our airline tickets (unless it is the most amazing present evar). But you don't want to be cheap. Better to wait for sales, though I am an impatient shopper.

I have since then sat down and at least wrote out what my plans are, talked with a a few folks too coordinate, and I feel a lot less like I'm under an avalanche, but this seems to happen every year. In my effort to not make christmas commercialized, I am ambushed by my consumerism. Doht!

1 comment:

Wendy said...

You were lucky to get out of there alive! Guess it is good I haven't been in many stores, though I will probably be powerless against the farmer's market turned holiday market.

We don't need any "stuff." Seriously.