Hi my name is Soliloquy.
And I’m a give-aholic.
But I can stop anytime I want. I swear.
And I will. After this one. last. gift. for my husband.
I don’t know what it’s like at your house, but at mine it has to be even. So when Spin keeps asking – “How many presents do you have for me?” and then tells me he has one more than that number for me, what am I supposed to do?
Because you know, even.
It begs the question, “Who really has the problem?”
Okay. It’s a problem. It may or may not be me that ups the ante more often than not, but what am I supposed to do when I see that sexy plaid shirt paired with the sexy cords that are already under the tree? Those cords will never look as good without that shirt. Clearly, the dilemma is understood.
And so it goes. The number climbs daily, right on up ’til the bitter end when one of us invariably ends up at Walgreens on Christmas Eve looking for that one last perfect gift.
Hey, don’t knock Stetson.
(sigh) It’s really a year long problem, but Christmas time does seem to bring out the weakest part of me.
Admitting there’s a problem is 90% of the battle, right? Wait. Did someone say 90%? 90% off what?! I’m all about the deals! (I’m frugal like that.)
Now Spin will leave a comment – “So, you’re spending money to save money? blah blah blah.” I’ve heard it a million times and have answered the same every. time, which apparently he cannot remember from the last time he asked.
“Yes. Did you miss the saving part?? And as a bonus, it’s one more gift under the tree for you.”
To which he will reply, “Good thing I’m worth it.”, and scurry off to secure another trinket for me from my “Don’t Get Me Anything, But If You Must, Here’s A Detailed List” list.
And that is how I justify our my “problem”.
The end.




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I am the same way. I have been MORE THAN DONE with shopping for my kids WEEKS AGO. Yesterday I caved and ordered just one more “had to have” gift online for $29.99, and ended up adding a $199 item to the order for my husband.
There’s gotta be a 12-step program for this somewhere.
You are totally justified. Totally.
Doesn’t sound like a problem to me. You don’t ever want to be the one that has been one-upped.
Will you still like me if I tell you that I absolutely positively HATE every present my husband gets me? I try to like them. The PLASTIC flower arrangement some lady was selling at work….the hand knitted GLOVES another woman was selling…. some knick knacky ugly candles…the WORST jewelery ever.
This year I got a watch. It is so gold and flamboyant… I don’t know what to think.
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