Fall is here and the time has changed back an hour. I am already in a panic about the holidays. Every year I go way overboard with spending. I try not to and I honestly can’t help it. I am a giver, it makes me feel good. This year is different though. I have put myself on a strict budget. Not because I need to, but I want to. Overspending is a bad habit for me, especially when it involves my family. If I see something they like, I buy it. Then the other member is short a gift so I have to find something to even it out. The cycle continues until until I have dropped an easy $800 on everyone. Stop it, Robin….unacceptable!
To satisfy my partial spending habit, I went to the craft store and bought an arrange of items to make a table centerpiece for Thanksgiving. Usually in the past years, my sister would have Thanksgiving and we would have Christmas. This year we swapped. I love to decorate so fall decor is needed. I didn’t have any fall decor. Off to the local craft store I went. I saved a ton of money because all fall items were 75% off, because Christmas was the retail focus. We haven’t even had Thanksgiving yet. But this worked to my advantage because I only spent $53 and bought enough supplies for two projects, one fall and Christmas.
This satisfied a tad bit of holiday spending and this year, yes I am restricting myself of my bad habits. I mean it, seriously. I have cut my cards and transferred balances. I have initiated a holiday savings plan and it is all I get. Why do I succumb myself to the holiday spirits? It is the time of year for giving. But I can do this. Let’s face it, the kids are in their twenties and I have limited them the last few years to one large gift each and their stockings. This year will be stockings only. My husband said, “You won’t last, that’s what you said last year”. I mean it this year. “Oh, okay, you really mean it” he says as he rolls his eyes. I will have a list for stocking stuffers and that’s it. No more. My kids told me the stockings were their favorite part anyway so no loss, right? But I MISS the gifts under the tree. Ugh…see what I mean? I think it’s more for me, than it is for them. If I ever become a grandma can you imagine what life will be like?