I’m taking a short break from the Christmas season to catch my breath.
Christmas, as wonderful as it is, can be quite exhausting. That’s because it is relentless. There’s no such thing as “free time” between Thanksgiving and Christmas. It is “Go! Go! Go!” for 30 straight days.
Even if a spare moment happens to come along, our first thought is always, “Oh my gosh! What am I forgetting?!”
I should be working on my next post in my Alistair and Alexis Christmas Story, but I’m too tired.
My brain is idling in neutral while double-parked outside of Bed, Bath, & Beyond. I don’t even know what it’s waiting for. Inspiration, probably.
I have been out Christmas shopping every day this week. Four straight days of getting up early and hitting the malls and the shops and the specialty stores. I’m talking hours and hours each day!
I have heard some people say that shopping is therapeutic. If that is true, then I must be shopping differently than those people.
I find instead that shopping causes me a lot of stress, angst, anxiety, and disquietude.
Maybe I’m doing it wrong. Maybe I overthink what to get people.
Or maybe it’s because in our modern, affluent society, everyone already has most everything they need or want. And if they don’t already have it, it’s probably because neither them nor me can afford it.
But whatever the reason, I find myself in shops I never normally go into, holding up things I’ve never heard of, saying things like, “I wonder if they will like this hand-cranked Brussels sprout de-corer?”
And then your phone buzzes and somehow the store you’re standing in knows you’re there and has sent you a coupon that says if you buy the hand-cranked Brussels sprout de-corer and one other item, you get a third item for free!
Great! More pressure to get more stuff!
I look around for a second item.
Okay, I’ll just pick up this solar powered device that magically peels the albedo strings off of an orange.
Ugh! Now I need a third item!
How about this scarf made from orange albedo strings? It’s responsibly sourced and everything!
Standing in the checkout line, you realize that the person you’re buying this stuff for hates oranges. And Brussels sprouts. But I’ve already been in this line for 15 minutes and there’s only 2 more people ahead of me. I can’t just give up a primo spot like this!
Plus I don’t know what else to get them!
I feel a little woozy and realize suddenly that the last thing I ate was a sample of pumpkin latte apple-butter licorice taffy that someone handed me as I passed the candy store 5 hours ago.
Feeling … so … faint.
But … checkout …. so …. close!
Repeat this scene 6 or 7 more times by the end of the day.
As I said … I think I’m doing it wrong.
I hope you all are having a wonderful Christmas season!