I'm totally grinching out.
There was a horrible realization that came when I was contemplating wrapping gifts for my parents.
Christmas holds no magic for me.
Mom asked me if I wanted to pick out a shirt to be wrapped, and I declined based on a few reasons. Paramount was the idea that clothes you need aren't really gifts. Secondly, when you know what's in the box, and you're already disappointed, it's hard to gather enthusiasm to open said box. Lastly, when said disappointment in a box is likely to be the only pity gift you open on christmas... it's hard to get excited about christmas.
I wish I could say this is the first christmas i've been totally grinching. But it's rapidly becoming a christmas eve/day tradition. If I don't get the magic back soon, I may eventually ruin a christmas other than my own.
Labels: christmas, disappointment, gifts, realization, SAD
