Christmas is Looming

I live in the Rocky Mountains, so by all accounts I should be digging out feet of snow by now. Not so much. I can still see the lawn. It did snow today, but not greatly at my house. I am not complaining about the lack of snow. I do not ski, and I can wait to go snowshoeing until February. But the snowless state is helping me forget that Christmas is, in fact, a mere seventeen days away.

Matthew has a birthday next week, so I get a regular “I will be five in ____ days” reminders, but that hasn’t really helped me kick it into gear, giftwise.

Until today.

Here’s the plan: This year, everyone gets the following — something you want, something you need, something to wear, something to read. Done. DONE!

Did I mention DONE?

When my world changes and I have more of a budget for things like Shameless Consumerism, I can still stick to this list. Because I want new flooring on the main level, and I need a vacation, and I can wear a great deal of clothing if I try (not to even mention things that sparkle), and I don’t believe I can ever have enough to read. So it’s a good idea, I think.

Merry Christmas.