I was at a garden centre getting some items to make my Christmas urns. Yes, they still weren't done even though it was December 15th. And the only reason I was finally doing it was because I had company coming over that night, okay? I actually still had mums in my urns, that's how bad it was.
(In their defense, they still looked pretty good!)
Anyway, I was grabbing some curly willow (I LOVE curly willow) when I overheard a man asking for help from the staff. Apparently he and his wife had agreed not to buy each other anything this Christmas; instead, they were going to make their gifts. He had decided to make a terrarium for her.
I felt like saying kindly to him, "You don't have kids, do you?" (Or they do, but the kids are in university, or living out of province. Or perhaps they both just work at home and have tons of time.)
And maybe it's just me, but that would send me right over the edge.
I'm finding it stressful enough just BUYING all the gifts I have to get and do all the things I have to do for Christmas without making anything.
I know it's environmentally friendly and more thoughtful, blah, blah, blah - okay, it's a good idea.
It still stresses me out!
(And no, the picture above isn't my urn. It's someone else's. Mine don't look that good. But I did make them. Maybe my husband would accept them as his Christmas gift?)
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