My youngest daughter has to wear oxford style uniform shirts to school.
Up until this year I’ve bought her wrinkle free shirts that don’t require a lot of care, they haven’t always looked perfect right out of the dryer, but they’ve always looked um, okayish.
(For the record if there ever was an important occasion at school I would iron one of the wrinkle free shirts for her – I do have some standards. Low ones.)
This year, however, my youngest daughter decided she wanted to buy a big brand name oxford shirt that is not wrinkle free to use for her school shirts.
These particular cotton shirts come out of the dryer looking like crap.
I told her that if I was buying these shirts for her, she had to iron them.
She did – for the first three days of school.
Today, her shirt is a wrinkled mess.
But, she’s a teenager so, she doesn’t care.
I guess I’m about to learn not to care either.
Better things to worry about than this, right?
Christmas is getting close and so all my family members have been busy trying to figure out what to get each other for the big day.
The problem is we are all so spoiled that we need nothing which makes gift shopping and giving difficult.
My two boys are especially impossible to shop for.
My husband has told me that all he wants for Christmas is sleep.
But, that's a tough one to wrap.
And, my son tells me he only wants money.
Again, not helpful. I don't give my children gift cards or money at Christmas. To me, these things don't seem uh, thoughtful – it feels like I don't even care enough to put in any effort when I give them those.
My two daughters, on the other hand, are easy to Christmas shop for.
All my oldest wants is a new laptop. That's doable, especially when I can combine it to be part of her January birthday gift.
My youngest gave me a list three months ago – Sephora and Urban Outfitters will all appear on my credit card statement this month thanks to that helpful missive.
So, I spent this morning trolling the malls looking for gifts for my guys.
And how did I do?
I came home with socks.
So, maybe that's all they'll get.
Because I'm done.
Frustrated and finished.
Merry Christmas, boys.
Socks are the new coal.
I went Christmas shopping for my kids today at Toys R Us and came out with – nothing.
Which honestly, is making me sort of sad tonight.
I remember, only a few short years ago, when all my Christmas shopping for my children could be done there.
Legos, Polly Pockets, Hot Wheel Sets and Barbies once filled my children's wish lists and my shopping cart.
Now, the stuff on their lists is much more expensive and honestly, boring too.
My son has just signed a lease for his first apartment. He told me I could buy him cutlery for Christmas.
My youngest daughter's list is full of clothes and things from Sephora.
I miss shopping at Toys R Us at Christmas.
I miss my kids being little and believing in Santa and being excited about decorating a tree and making cookies with me…
I blinked and - my babies grew up.
Today that makes me sad.
I love you guys just as you are.
But, are you sure you don't want any toys for Christmas this year?
Maybe just one?
I hear Shopkins are cute….
Just think about it, okay?
It's that time of the year.
Tomorrow is December 1st, and I haven't really done a lot to get ready for the holidays yet. I need to get started on all the decorating, baking, shopping and wrapping.
I really do.
There is also a lot of things that need doing inside my house today too, mundane things like taking out the garbage, doing laundry and cleaning out the fridge.
And then there's the five books I need to read for the course I'm starting in the new year, and I have some writing/work and editing I'd like to get done today too.
Honestly, I am feeling a little overwhelmed.
As I was driving my daughter to school this morning I was grumbling about how it wasn't all going to get done without me going crazy.
'Everywhere I look there is something that needs doing,' I muttered to her.
She studied me for a minute and then replied.
'So, just close your eyes,' she said.
I don't like it that the malls decorate for Christmas before Remembrance Day.
I mean, I get it, I know they need to make money at this time of the year to survive. But it seems like it's too early and getting things started November 1st just makes the holiday season drag on too long.
But, as I was packing away all the Halloween and fall decorations that were littering my house this past weekend, I started thinking about Christmas.
And then, I started worrying about how everything was going to get done, which led me to conclude that I should probably get started on uh, Christmas.
Because, let’s face it, no matter how much I try and simplify it, Christmas is a ton of work. And if I leave it until the week before then I get stressed and the holidays are no fun for anyone at my house.
So, I'm going to start thinking and planning for Christmas this weekend. It's AFTER Remembrance Day but it's still probably a little too early…
Which means I'm going to join those people I was just scorning last week at the mall who were humming Christmas carols.
Yes, I’ve gone over to the Christmas dark side.
This morning I created the 'master' list.
This list is the list of my lists.
This list ties together all my other lists.
Yes, it's Christmas.
And some things are done, but most aren't.
We are wrapping up a renovation here and there's a million different little details that need to be followed up on. These details are now all on a list.
My three kid's Christmas wish lists are now all detailed on my master list too.
The husband, of course, has told me he doesn't want anything for Christmas which just makes things harder, because now I have to figure out what to buy him too so, I have a list for that.
And then there's the list of things that need doing to finish up the Christmas decorating of the house. I need a few more decorations and uh, something else. I don't remember what it is but it's on one of my lists.
I also have a list of the things we're doing and the places we're going to celebrate the season which of course all require their own list of things we need to buy or wrap or find to wear there.
And then there is the list of the things I need to do to keep life going, like uh, buy milk and some food for dinner tonight.
So, now all these lists are stapled together and organized so I know what needs to be done in the next 17 days.
Here's hoping I don't lose all these darn lists…