Tis The Season for Grabby Hands and the I Wantsies!
Welcome to the Christmas Season.... It is the perpetual Grabby Hand and I Wantsies season for children and adults everywhere! Beginning Friday, the feeding frenzy of crazed shoppers begins for the next entire MONTH!! Greed is everywhere like salmon during spawning time! You can't walk 5 feet without a pair of grabby hands and i wants uttered out of mouths of babes and adults alike! And I get to work the midnight shift on Friday. Hear the exuberance in my voice? Yeah, me neither LOL.
This year is the first year that I am gladly announcing... I am NOT participating in the greedy shopping frenzy. We are so broke it's not even funny. We are getting a "family gift" of Mario Kart (dont tell the kids) and ONE wheel for the Wii. Each child shall have a pair of socks, made by me, and each child will get a movie that I purchased before Borders went out of business! We won't have a tree, we won't have many presents, but hopefully my family will come to appreciate the little things of the celebration instead.
Like having hot chocolate on a snowy night, with nothing but the Christmas lights and radio on while watching the snow fall. Like taking a family walk around the neighborhood all bundled up to the nines to look at the neighborhood Christmas lights and decorations. Like having a family snowball fight just because.
Growing up I don't really remember having lean Christmases. I remember Barbies and model horses galore. And lots of clothes. But this year grandparents can make up the rest of that balance.
This is not saying I do not have grabby hands and "I want"sies. In fact I do, now more than ever since we can not afford anything beyond food. I long for a spinning wheel (Sequoia Spinning wheel or Kromski Fantasia), and some wool to spin. Or a drop spindle to learn on. I long for a fancy set of knitting needles. Dyakcraft.com specifically. I want a bunch of their needles! Most of all I want my children to be happy. I don't want them to realize how dire the situation for their Christmas is. At least with K I can regift some of the yarn I'm not using, but with T, its a lot harder to explain that we can't afford all the presents he wants.
Sometimes being a grown up sucks. Making ends meet is so much harder than I could have imagined. And its not a fun road to travel down.
No comments:
Post a Comment