Not going shopping…
Today was to be our day Christmas shopping. Michaela and I were going to take a day out and go somewhere like Stirling or Ayr- but when we sat down to plan it, neither of us wanted to go. This for the obvious reasons, but also (given all our recent discussions about doing Christmas differently) it just seemed hypocritical and frustratingly conformist-to me at least- Michaela is not so given to wallowing in angst.)
We were going shopping for a lesser amount of stuff anyway- we have been planning different activities and ways of Christmas sharing with many of our friends.
So instead, we spent a day at home MAKING THINGS.
I made a massive pot of chutney, and another of Piccalilli. I chopped veg for about 3 hours and the house is full of a heady smell of spice and vinegar. We will jar them up with hand made labels.
Total cost of ingredients- around £30 plus gas and plus TIME.
Michaela made clay Christmas decorations, which she will paint and string together. Later we will make some wind chimes.
Total cost so far around £20 for clay paint and varnish. And TIME.
And in the process we had a day at home together- listening to radio 4 and CDs.
While a gale is blowing outside.
Because the joy of the thing is never in the buying. Perhaps there may be some people who like shopping- who enjoy the cut and thrust of Christmas commerce, but I suspect they will be very few.