Friday, November 23, 2007
So guess where I am not this morning?
I am not out in all the madness, Christmas shopping.
Frankly, I don't get it. I mean, ok, if you adore waiting in line for three (or more)hours in 25 degree temperatures (in our area), then being nearly trampled in a mob (as I saw on our local news) while squeezing with thirty people through a doorway meant for two in order to save a few dollars, well, ok. Go for it. Knock yourself out (figuratively speaking only, I should add in this case. heh.).
But if you hate, dread and abhor that, well, is it really worth it?
For me, I'd rather shop online. And give gift certificates either from online or from peaceful stores while everyone with real jobs are at their, well, real jobs--leaving me to shop in blessed quiet. I'd rather trust God for later bargains and I'd prefer to keep Christmas simple and not use it as a time to, in one month, replace our clothes or electronics or appliances or furniture just because everybody else is.
I'd rather spread that stuff out over the year while everybody else is doing something else, like, sleeping-in or lying on towels at the beach or watching movies in theaters.
In other words, I like to shop alone. In aisles which almost echo with my footsteps or online, the most tranquil, silent place of all (where screaming children, frustrated parents, blaring Christmas music and empty shelves are only a distant memory).
But that's just me.
So if you need to find me today, I'll be home with Tom, watching a Netflix movie, packing a box, or two (or five). And reveling in the peace of the day after Thanksgiving while munching on leftover turkey and pumpkin pie.
And celebrating our sanity. :)