Seeing as evidenced by no comments whatsoever on my last few posts that you're getting utterly sick of my posts on writing, here's one about Christmas being cancelled for my family.My good wife whom I love dearly handles our budget, and after the water heater crapped out a couple of weeks back, swallowing our entire discretionary budget whole, she decided to cancel Christmas. Not Christmas the celebration of the birth of Our Lord Jesus Christ, mind you; that will still happen. We're talking Christmas the putting up of a tree and the exchange of gifts. We are telling our relatives to expect nothing and send us nothing. We are telling our children the same. Fortunately one is grown and the other is almost grown, so this is not the same kind of trauma one could expect with single-digit youngsters.
Still... it feels... weird. We're going to have a family meeting, and I'm going to suggest that we not totally dispense with gift-giving, but instead limit our budget to something like $30-40 for... everybody. Heck, we could buy everyone on our list a pair of socks for that. Everyone needs socks! In fact, the "secret Santa" coworker I drew this year requested exactly that--a cool pair of socks.
What do you think? Socks or nothing? Or what?
(P.S. I didn't make the graphic above. "Chistmas?" Good Lord...
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