Holiday hell

I have a hard time finding just-right gifts for some of the people I love. You know who you are.

I put a lot of pressure on myself to get the perfect gift for each person on my list. And this is an impossible task. I know this.

Just like I know exactly how to lose weight.

But do I use any of this important knowledge? No. I realize the people I care about don’t care if I even give them anything. I know they will be happy with whatever I select. So I shouldn’t stress about it so much. But I do, despite herculean effort, I still do.

In the end, I’ll either find the perfect gift, or give something I would like. I guess either way, it works.

I may have overcome my Christmas tree thing, but I don’t know I’ll ever be able to conquer this one. It is what it is.
Oh well.