Because public statements are good for resolve
I'm one of those folks who is a little bit mall-sensitive. I'm not sure if it's the mild claustrophobia, the mild social anxiety, the fact that I suck at parking, or the ambient noise, but generally I've got a limited tolerance. And during the holidays, it can get ridiculous. Hours of lingering misery and vague illness from a short lunchtime shopping trip.
So a few years ago, I started a personal tradition of not stepping into a mall or large chain department store from the Wednesday before Thanksgiving until Twelfth Night. I'll be doing that again this year.
It's not anti-consumerism, per se, though I do indeed have too much stuff and prefer any gifts to be wearable, consumable, virtual, or in the form of donations to organizations I believe in. I'll still be shopping for the holidays online and in smaller independent shops. It's personal care. I'm just happier that way.
Maybe you might be too.
So a few years ago, I started a personal tradition of not stepping into a mall or large chain department store from the Wednesday before Thanksgiving until Twelfth Night. I'll be doing that again this year.
It's not anti-consumerism, per se, though I do indeed have too much stuff and prefer any gifts to be wearable, consumable, virtual, or in the form of donations to organizations I believe in. I'll still be shopping for the holidays online and in smaller independent shops. It's personal care. I'm just happier that way.
Maybe you might be too.
As usual, I'm the weird one
Then again, while I'm not energy-blind, I am, I've been told, rather adept at not taking other people's negativity into myself, even when it is directed at me.... the results of having an unpleasable overprotective whack-job for a mother, combined with every other adult in my life helping me work around her. I got large, long, strong lessons in "It's not you, it's her." *shrugs*
Malls can be fun - Lots of new things to look for, look at, think of in relation to other people, and license to spend money getting things. And then you give htem away, so they're not cluttering your house!
Alas, I can't walk as well anymore to wander them, nor do we have the money to start with. Holiday presents are gingerbread, and maybe candied ginger again this year. (Tho I'm thinking of convincing my husband to experiment with using pomegranate syrup instead of molasses in the gingerbread. Not sure what it would be, then....)
babbling now, going away