I’ve always been a relatively balanced person… equal parts selfish and giving, so you can imagine how I feel once Christmas rolls around every year. So many opportunities to give awesome gifts and pine over cute skirts and everything else under the sun.
Except this year it’s even better/more confusing. I have found perfect gifts for people and the benefits of having a job mean… new found freedom to become a female version of Elf, butttttttt then I go through the mental tally of who the gift would be for and if I’m on good/reasonable gift-giving terms with them and some of them, it’s just a short “no.”
Not that it’s a big deal because hey, I’ll send out Christmas cards to everyone with little cut-outs of the gifts they would have received had we been better friends.
Not creepy-cruel at all.