I’ve always thought that shopping for Christmas gifts for people was an activity that was part of the Christmas season (or, for me, the Advent season). And I guess in theory that’s true. But the problem is that I end up getting stressed and getting people things I’m not truly happy with and spending more money than I should. Especially since two of my favorite people have birthdays within two weeks of Christmas, so I end up giving them either a lame Christmas gift or a lame birthday gift or both.
So this year I thought I’d try something new: When I came across something I thought someone would like, I bought it for Christmas.
I bought my first thing for my brother in March. In August I made a list of what I had, and discovered I was about halfway done. Today I’m about 80% done (including the two January birthdays!), if you count the project I’m knitting right now and will finish within the next day or two.
I even have fitting gifts for the hard-to-buy-for people on my list, and that makes me feel relieved. Stress-free. Clever. Maybe even a little bit smug.
I’m leaving that remaining 20% for the toys my kids see and want right before Christmas, or for last-minute things.
Now I’ll spend the next three months knitting for myself, making up new recipes, reading Henri Nouwen, and waiting for the arrival of Baby Jesus, knowing that the Things aspect of Christmas is already taken care of.
Madness, genius, or a little bit of both?
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