I love Christmas.
Everyone does I guess, but I'm the type of person who hunts for that radio station that plays Christmas songs all day from Thanksgiving to Christmas and a little after. Heck, I'll listen to my favorite carols in the middle of the summer.
I plan trips home to New York City in December so I can see all the street decorations and the big window displays of high end department stores. I'll watch a Christmas Story three times in a row and laugh at all the same parts. I get mad when I miss How the Grinch Stole Christmas, even though it will be on again, again and again.
I pretty much do everything but wear holiday-themed sweaters (which should be banned like Agent Orange). But I HATE Christmas shopping. When Black Friday rolls around, I want to move into a bunker. I get mad when stores have their Christmas stuff out BEFORE HALLOWEEN.
I hate it. I hate it. HATE IT.
The older I get, the more I hate it. Why? Because I am a Grinch and I don't like feeling obligated to spend money on other people. I'm not that wild about spending money on other people, period.
There. I said it.
I also don't want most people to spend money on me. I am 32 years old. My family still thinks I'm into Disney characters and the Transformers. They know they don't know what I like, so they just get me random stuff. Random ugly stuff. Random useless ugly stuff.
And no, I don't think it's the thought that counts. Because all I can think is, "I'd rather you kept the $30 you spent on me and bought something for yourself. Or saved it."
You know what I want for Christmas? Quality time. Experiences. I'm over stuff.
I like decorating. I like to go to holiday parties. I like to take someone out to dinner or go out with my family. I like going home and talking to my 94-year-old grandmother. I like baking cookies with my little cousins.
I don't need gifts. Not any more. I'm not a kid. I like new pretty things. But I can buy myself those things. For Christmas, I'd rather spend time with the people I like and the people I love. Don't get me wrong, when the proverbial thought hits me, or when I am inspired, I like to give a nice gift. I have some in mind for a few folks, but other than that, I would like to skip the gifts this year. Every year.Maybe if I had my own children I'd be singing a different tune, but I guess we'll find out when that day comes :-) Until then, I want to spread holiday cheer and enjoy the festivities, but not by buying stuff.