Really!? OMG. 40, that’s it?!
You heard it right. 40 days until Christmas. I haven’t even thought of buying gifts yet. I do this to myself every flippin’ year. I say that I’m going to get out early, that I’m going to shop online and what happens? I am the person buying the last of my gifts on Christmas Eve.
Why? Because I. am. a. HUGE. procrastinator. I am. I can’t help it; as much as I try to, I just am.
Mike is no help either. He says that we have to get out and buy something. Something. Well, hell. I can buy something. That’s not the problem. The problem is putting thought into a useful gift that someone will appreciate. That’s the most important part (to me). I want to buy something that they are going to like and to want to use. Fuck, if I didn’t I’d buy a cart of Spam and wrap them all up. But what’s the fun in that? None if you ask me.
So, here I am. The Christmas panic is rearing it’s ugly head, and I am going to be stressing for the next 39 days what to buy for my loved ones (and family).
40 days. Holy shit.
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