I Caved Scrooge last week and Mother Christmas this week. My how things can change.
My biggest mistake was I went downtown. It was a gorgeous day, well, not raining. I wanted to see the Christmas lights and walk around in the crisp December air.
It reminded me of when I was a young girl. My mother and grandmother took me and my sisters to see the decorated department store windows around Union Square in San Francisco every year. Back then there were whole scenes in the large display windows of the old buildings; pretend snow falling, electric trains going over hills and through tunnels, battery operated stuffed animals whose mouths and limbs moved. It was magical and we loved it.
I finally left the chilly weather and went into a department store with all the hustle and bustle of people shopping, laughing, carrying bags brimming with gifts. It was all light and sparkly and decadent. Music played, people were dressed up, store clerks more than helpful. How could I not feel joyful? Granted, this was my first foray into the seasonal holiday blitz. I was still a novice.
But then, randomly, without intention, I started to buy. It just happened. I found the perfect so-and-so for her and the perfect whats-it for him and so on and so forth. I didn’t buy much, but I did cave in. At least, each item had someone clearly in mind when I bought it, and each purchase was very suitable. Justification noted.
Of course, there are the children. Well…say no more. You know when you’re a kid and you really hope that big box under the tree is for you?
So, I had one indulgent day. My feet are killing me. I did not wear practical shoes. Who wears practical shoes when shopping downtown? (sensible people I guess) I had a grand time. The city looked festive and the holiday spirit was everywhere I went. It was infectious.
But that’s all. No more spending. No more shopping. Tomorrow I turn back into Scrooge.
Happiest of Holidays to you and yours. See you all again in a brand new year – 2016. Amazing!