In my part of the world we say you are a fool if your passion for a pursuit overcomes all practical sense. I am a stitching fool, and I stitch foolishness.

Monday, November 12, 2012

Bah, Humbug!

Dearly Beloved and I went Christmas shopping tonight.


Please don't get the wrong idea. I love the people we were shopping for.  The things we wanted to get for them are things they would love to have.  We pretty much took care of our list.

And that's the rub. I hate Shopping With a List. It turns into a job. Whether it's a Christmas list or the dreaded Finding an Outfit for an Occasion, it becomes a pain.

Now I am the Queen of Browsers.  Give me a cute gift shop, a bookstore, an antique emporium, a pottery store, a boutique, even a big box store, and I will putter around for hours. I will even meander through a mall as long as my wonky knees will hold out.  If I find something I like and want by sheer serendipity, that's fun--it's the thrill of discovery and the joy of surprise.

But Shopping with a Purpose is just plain work.

And I am wiped out. I am going to bed with a good book.


  1. But at leats you have started so you will be finished soon and can enjoy the holidays!!

  2. I hate shopping so always have a list. What surprises me is how early you have started. You will be able to relax when the rest of us hit panic mode.