And a merry Winter Seasonal Happy Fun Time to you, too
Today’s my last day at the office until next week, when I’ll be back from my short but much-needed Christmas break. Most of my shopping has been done for a while now, so from here on out it’s pretty much all fun, with the possible exception of many hours of driving between here and Massachusetts over the next week or so.
Every year I spend so much time trying to think of the perfect present for each person on my list that I often forget I usually get presents too, and so far this year is no exception. My friends and family have proven over the years that they know my taste very well, but it never ceases to surprise me when they demonstrate this talent by finding the coolest things in the world that I never would have thought of looking for on my own. Or maybe it just means I’m predictable. Either way, really.
I always feel so uncreative, or uncaring, because my gifts always consist of books. Usually these books are bought at Borders, but sometimes they are bought at antique bookstores if the recipient is as much as a nerd as me, and I like them.
And these gift-buying expeditions generally end up with more money spent on myself than on, say, my family.
What can I say? I know books more than anything else.
This year, however, I’ve actually bought (well, commissioned) a painting for my parents, and I’ll hand out various trinkets left over from my summer in China. But, for the most part, I’m still buying books.
Cheers! \≈/