Say No To Santa

So - did you get sucked into the Santa hype? Don’t go beating yourself if you are today shaking your head over that pile of crap on the living room floor. I know it all looked great on Christmas Eve as you were stuffing it under the tree.

Why is it that the kids reckon all the presents were so much more interesting before they unwrapped them?

I know it was fun wrapping it up, thinking - boy! the kids are going to love this! But now you feel flat because it looks like the don’t love it at all. At least, not the way you want them to love it.

I know you had a great time shopping for it all, wearing out the credit card, feeling really affluent and bursting with Christmas cheer as you shopped till you dropped buying all that stuff. And the hours you spent hunting down the stocking stuffers.

It’s all over now, and you can breathe again. Or hang on - maybe you should still hold your breath for a bit longer because you have to face the credit card bill in a few weeks.

Please, do keep breathing, and as you take your next breath consider that you don’t have to do this ever, ever again. There are many ways to get out of doing the whole consumer crisis at Christmas time deal, and I shall cover those over the next few days.

For now, here are a couple of interesting links that will help to get your thinking started. While I’m not at all church oriented, the folk on these sites have some interesting stuff to say. Just to get you thinking.

The Advent Conspiracy:

http://www.adventconspiracy.org/

Letters from Kamp Krusty:

Quit buying crap you can’t afford just ‘because it’s Christmas.’

http://branthansen.typepad.com/letters_from_kamp_krusty/2007/12/the-krusty-sage.html

My Main Man and & I spent The Day out on a friend’s farm in the Middle of Nowhere, Western Australia, with just us two and The Sloth, leaving our 16 year old home alone. In fact we spent two nights out there, with no electricity 42 degrees in the shade and the instructions to go out side for a pee to save flushing the loo.

No people, no phone, no gifts, no Christmas crackers, nothing to do, didn’t even have to talk, except to say - pass the fly swatter.

A couple of days of just reading, snoozing, going for a walk in the cool of the evening, watching the full moon rise and sail overhead all night.

Sheer bliss. This is what I wish for you all next Christmas.

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