In all honesty, the holidays are a pain in the ass as an adult. The older I get the more I can do without.
Without all the stuff.
Without all the useless buying.
Without all the hassle.
Once upon a time I was a child, like all children, who loved Christmas. One morning you woke up to a shit ton of presents under the tree for literally no reason.
At least for me that it what it was like.
Christmas, in case the masses have forgotten, is a religious holiday. Being someone who is not religious I am to believe it was the day Christ was born and that is why the world celebrates it. I’m not entirely sure about the rest of the world. But as someone who is not religious I am pretty sure Christ did not intend on people celebrating his birth with such things as Black Friday and Cyber Monday sales. And I am almost positive that He would not have wanted people having to go to work on Thanksgiving so 20 lucky people could get a 1000″ television for $200.
I can do without all of this. All of it.
Christmas simply does not do it for me.
Driving yourself crazy trying to find someone the “perfect gift” that they probably won’t like anyway. Or what’s even worse, just telling someone what you want for Christmas. I don’t know about you, but that kind of takes the fun out of it.
It is one thing for kids to write out a wishlist for Santa of gifts they’d like to receive. It’s a completely separate thing when you’re 30 years old sending your mother a Christmas list containing Victoria Secrets bra and underwear.
And the obligation. The obligation of it all. I keep telling people not to get me anything. I don’t think they understand that I really don’t want anything. I don’t need anymore stuff. And honestly, more than that, I don’t want to have to get them something. Most of the people in my life are so picky – you can’t just get them something. It’s not even fun to shop for some of them.
So even though the holidays just started, I am over it. Like everything else in my life, I do it for my kids though. Kids really are what the holidays are about anyway. Not that I go overboard because I don’t. I have a pretty strict budget of $100-150 a child. My daughter’s birthday is literally a week after Christmas and my son’s birthday is two months before. I go crazy for their birthdays. I like to keep it relatively simple for Christmas.
Basically, I have outgrown exchanging gifts. I’d much rather just spend time eating and drinking with the people I care about in my life. But that is only a small part of what the holidays are about. In my world at least.