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Dept. of Existential Seasonal Angst
Just Call Me a Yule-ish Capitalist
I have done all my Christmas and holiday shopping. Two days of research, an hour of checking with my Best Beloved for agreement on choices, one text, one frenzied 20-minute stretch online.
Oh, and weeks of guilt over abandoning brick and mortar stores and the living they grant their employees.
Go, me.
How do the rest of you handle it?
I have done all my Christmas and holiday shopping. Two days of research, an hour of checking with my Best Beloved for agreement on choices, one text, one frenzied 20-minute stretch online.
Oh, and weeks of guilt over abandoning brick and mortar stores and the living they grant their employees.
Go, me.
How do the rest of you handle it?
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I like your Christmas emu!
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I do buy stuff for local kids via Santas without Chimneys, all year around. Most of that is great deals on things that I see year around: mostly art supplies, fluffy throws, and (this year) pillowcases with media characters on them.
(OTOH, today I went out and found the very last copy of a video game at Target for a friend's kid. That success made me ridiculously happy.)
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To make up for it I try to use local stores or crafters to make up the rest of the shopping.
Means I cover the best of both options.
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