There are plenty of good things to say about the Christmas season. The gathering of families and friends, the lights and music and, of course, the general air of cheer and happiness most people have this time of year; it’s all enough to put me in a good mood.
You’ll notice, however, in that list I didn’t include anything about gifts. That wasn’t an accident.
Don’t get me wrong. There are few better feelings than finding that “perfect” gift for someone. On the other side of it, I think you’d be hard-pressed to find someone who sincerely doesn’t enjoy receiving presents. My problem is, when it comes to the whole gift thing (either side) I’m just simply not good at it.
I’m not good at gift-giving. At all. I know people always say “it’s the thought that counts” and I hope that’s the truth, because most of the time my confidence that I’ve actually found a good gift is pretty low. That always leads to me stressing out over what I should get certain people on my list.
A lot of times, not having a clue what to get usually results in a trip to one of my least favorite places on the planet: the mall. I don’t dislike any one mall in particular. It’s all of them. Shopping is definitely not my thing so wandering aimlessly from store to store not really knowing what exactly it is that I’m looking for usually leads to a great deal of frustration.
I tend to overthink things, so I hate “settling” on a gift for someone. I want it to be thoughtful, practical or at least a source of good entertainment. Even looking for a $2 “Secret Santa” gift had me at the store for much longer than I’ll publicly admit before I finally gave up and “settled” on something.
Perhaps some of my troubles in finding good gifts come from the fact that I’ve got to be a pretty annoying person to buy for myself.
I’ve never been the type of guy who wants a whole lot of “stuff.” When I have a little extra spending money, I’m much more prone to spend it on experiences rather than some sort of tangible item. I’d rather take a trip, buy tickets to a ballgame or concert or even just go out for a nice meal than just buy something for myself.
Each year, I dread getting the inevitable request for a Christmas list. It isn’t that I don’t want anything, but most of the things I can think of are usually expensive, big-ticket items that I really can’t afford to buy myself. Because of that, asking other people to get it for me always makes me feel a little guilty, if not even a little selfish.
Still, somehow the people who buy me gifts manage to come up with great ideas and I’m yet to be disappointed. Perhaps the same lightning bolt of inspiration that seems to hit them will find me in the coming days. In the meantime, I’ve got some shopping to do.