Husband John and I are still trying to figure out what we want for Christmas - a few individual gifts, one big present from us to us, or some combination thereof. Are we going back to Disneyland, to see Haunted Mansion Holiday before it's gone forever, and to say hello to Santa and goodbye to the pre-Jack Sparrow version of Pirates of the Caribbean? Is that enough of a Christmas expenditure, without adding non-Disney gifts? And if we go, will it be at Christmas itself, or before or after? And what happens to my Christmas cooking plans?
Even before Thanksgiving, this place was getting busy.
Or maybe, as John semi-suggested, we should get a big screen/flat screen/high-def tv and call it Christmas. We've been looking at the things for months, possibly years, and watching the prices come down.
"Do you really, really, really want it that badly?" I asked John on the way to Marie Callendar's.
"I don't know," was his honest answer. "I really really want it, but I'm not sure I really really really want it. And there's nothing wrong with the tv we have now."
With all these questions on our minds, and with John's sensible belief that we have too much "stuff" as it is, we're "really really really" not ready to shop today. We've never been interested in the post-Thanksgiving shopping ritual, anyway. We'll be going to the hardware store later for tar remover and shelf paper, John informs me; but that's not Christmas shopping. The tar remover is for the top of the dryer, and the shelf paper is for under the sink, where the mice have been.
I feel a little weird about all those sales I saw advertised for this morning, maybe even a tad guilty that I'm not maximizing my savings. But it's not savings if I don't really need to buy these things at all. So until John and I figure it out, the rest of you will just have to support the retail portion of the economy with little or no help from the Blochers. You don't mind, do you?