As some of you may know, I always buy myself gifts for my birthday and Christmas. Hell, SOMEbody's gotta do it. I buy them all year long, and stash them in a birthday box and a Christmas box, and when the occasion arises? Gift time! Surprise! It helps that my short-term memory is shot, and a week after a gift goes in a box, I've forgotten all about it.
This year for my birthday, it turns out that I bought myself:
Tons of cheap-ass, straight-from-China costume jewelry, purchased on Ebay. So sue me.
An awesome Indonesian rain stick. Straight outta the local Christmas Tree Shops outlet. Ha.
Two kids' wristwatches, one with monkeys and one with frogs. It's a good thing I have small wrists.
A stained-glass light bulb. I cannot WAIT to try it out.
And - the best part - an entire BOX of Better World Books. I'm set until at LEAST spring, reading-wise.
I can't wait to find out what I got myself for Christmas!
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I think is an excellent idea but how do you know if you are buying a birthday or Christmas gift?
Doesn't matter. My birthday comes first, so I start by putting stuff in the birthday box. When that box is full, I move on to the Christmas box. When THAT box is full, it's time to stop shopping. For gifts. For myself.
Does this mean I'm crazy?
I think it makes perfect sense.
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