I think I finished Christmas shopping yesterday, including an online order that hopefully will arrive in time. I hadn't been home an hour when Bill asked me at dinner if son #2 or I had bought him a certain tool for Christmas. Before I could protest his questioning, he said he was going to need it this Friday to help son #1 with a basement project.
What could I do? One less package to wrap, right?
I could be wrapping other gifts today, but Colton is here and where I normally wrap presents becomes his changing station when he is around. He is very interested in paper, especially trying to eat it, so this project is best left for another time. Same with cookie baking, not that I go all out anymore. Having dozens of each of several varieties is too much, especially when the baker is most likely to the number one consumer.
My loved ones aren't demanding or ungracious, and I am not offended if they use the gift receipt to exchange something that isn't their size, style or perhaps a duplicate. Nobody has created my stress but me. When something isn't working (and therefore stressful) we need to stop and evaluate what we truly need; what we'd like to do, buy, make, etc if time and money and allow; and what we've been doing because we've listened to too many commercials or allowed someone to dictate to us what we should do for a holiday or any other event.
Being with loved ones at the holidays should never be a contest about the biggest gifts or who bakes the most cookies, etc. And even if it were a contest, the prize wouldn't be ego gratifying recognition, the prize would simply be being together for one more holiday. We won't always be all together.
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' into the future.