I’ve finally begun buying Christmas presents. I don’t go out shopping much anymore — nearly everything comes from online stores. I’m fine with that, although I feel bad for the people who work at the online companies and I feel bad for the delivery people and the people who work at UPS and FedEx in the distribution centers (my ex-sister-in-law-who-used-to-live-in-mom’s-basement has to get up at 11 pm to get to work at a UPS facility near Chicago’s Midway Airport.)
I will try to finish up this weekend. (since I am writing this on Saturday that means by tomorrow).
Once the shopping is over I’m good. I enjoy the wrapping, the unwrapping, the kids being home, the food, the company, but I hate the shopping and planning what to get everyone because I want everyone to be happy.
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Oh yes, the pressure of buying the gifts. My mother disliked Christmas and that was one of her reasons why.
I hate that pressure too. But I have to say I’m finally starting to get into the spirit.