This isn’t a secret: I hate shopping.
Except for fabric shopping.
And Christmas shopping? WORST OF ALL. It sneaks up on me every year. Why does December 25 keep coming sooner every year?
Seriously, though. I’m the type of person that likes to buy somebody a present randomly on a Tuesday in March. When I find the perfect item, I hate having to wait, so I don’t. And then I’m frustrated in December when I have to come up with a meaningful gift in December.
Naturally, my hatred for Christmas shopping is partly because I procrastinate to the point that anything I buy now will be LATE, and then I’m hating myself for that.
And partly because I just don’t really enjoy shopping. I’ve got to be in the mood. And I’m rarely in the mood unless I’m in a fabric store.
I was in a fabric store today. But I had to go pick up my children after school.
LIFE IS SO UNFAIR.