I budget all year long for my Christmas shopping. I get all geared up so happy, dressed up like a Christmas tree with my green pants and Rudoph sweatshirt, candy cane earings, and sparkle scunchie in my head and ready to meet the Chrsitmas shoppers and Bell Ringers head on with a happy smile. I get so into it and then shop and shop and shop. I'm worn out but it's done thank heavens.
It's all done, fininshed. Everyone got good stuff. Everyone will be happy. So I think anyhow.
Then, at the last minute I get this feeling of "oh heck, it's only once a year and I could have really choked out a couple of other things" and there I go, with what's left of my budget, now basically defunct, and feel I need to shop and spend all over again.
Got my old blue pants on, grey hoodie, no festive scrunchie or candy cane earrings and just so exhausted thinking about it all and draggin butt out the door.
I'm on my way back to Walmart, darn it.
It's all done, fininshed. Everyone got good stuff. Everyone will be happy. So I think anyhow.
Then, at the last minute I get this feeling of "oh heck, it's only once a year and I could have really choked out a couple of other things" and there I go, with what's left of my budget, now basically defunct, and feel I need to shop and spend all over again.
Got my old blue pants on, grey hoodie, no festive scrunchie or candy cane earrings and just so exhausted thinking about it all and draggin butt out the door.
I'm on my way back to Walmart, darn it.