Holiday A down, only B to go.  That’s how it feels right now.  I’ve gotten three calls for gift lists this weekend, not to mention I saw my parents on Thursday and got asked for lists then as well.  At some point, I’m thinking that everyone in my family knows that I really don’t plan what I want for Christmas.  I don’t even start thinking about things I want anymore.  I’m going to be 42 in a few weeks, which is a whole different story.  Hell, I just wrote it without cringing, I should get some massive karma points for that one.  I have never and will never be a list making person.

The kid has a list, and it’s been delivered.  My husband and I don’t “need” anything, and when we do, we just go buy it.  My brother and his wife are the same, so it looks like it’s going to be the gift card Christmas again.  Last year we did this and it was easy because they had just moved into a new house, so Home Depot and Target cash were what they wanted.  This year I have no clue.  Same with my parents, they have everything, it’s going to be something fun or gift cards.  Yes, I’m working on hand knitted gifts for everyone, but those are mostly small things.  I guess I’ll figure it out.

There’s also the point that it’s now the Monday after Thanksgiving and I still haven’t pulled any decorations out of the garage.  I’m by myself for a few days this week, perhaps I’ll get around to it when I’m desperately trying to find something to do.   Or Not.