It’s true what I noticed of my mother when I was a child: adults want services for Christmas more than things. Things are transitory… services are indulgences that stick with you emotionally.
I’m not actually intending to do anything for myself for Christmas this year, but as an exercise I was trying to think of anything I might possibly want for Christmas, and the list ended up looking like this:
- professional manicure–pedicure
- interior/exterior car detail
- money to put towards extra loan payments
- money to put towards fancy coffee indulgences
If this isn’t the spitting image of adulthood, I don’t know what is.