Christmas Stress
I used to enjoy Christmas very much. Now, I kind of dread it. I still like decorating and having fun with the family, but the whole gift giving thing just stresses me out. I keep telling myself that I’m going to start knitting or something so that I can make gifts instead of buying them for most of the people on my list, but it hasn’t happened yet.
We had planned to go Christmas shopping today, but I’m pretty sick and Hubby is tired and has a pulled muscle in his leg. So instead, we’re sitting around the house all day. I was sort of looking forward to going, since Hubby and I both just got paid and we might actually have a little money to spend, but in a way I’m relieved. Still, I know that if we don’t do it now, we’ll just have to do it later.
Hubby insists that he’s going to buy me something this year. I keep telling him not to, but he keeps insisting. So I guess I’ll have to buy him something too. It’s not that I don’t want to get him a gift – he deserves the most awesome gift in the world. But we really can’t afford to buy much, and I’d rather just spend what little we do have on Pumpkin and a little something for everyone else.
Oh well. At least I’m reasonably sure that he’s not going to spend a lot of money on me. I don’t think I’ll have to run out and buy mounts for that Plasma TV I keep telling him I’d like to have. I just wish I knew what he had in mind. Maybe there’s still time to talk him out of it.
