Work has started with the Holiday-themed potlucks. The carbs. The smoked meats. The ugly sweater contests.
Then we have the individual team Holiday-themed gatherings. Trading books or games or bottles or Subway Gift Cards with team members and figuring out the appropriate little gifts for the owners of the company who hand out little envelopes at the Holiday-themed dinner at the really nice restaurant where the teetotal CEO buys all of the appetizers and all of the entrées and all of the desserts (but not the drinks (which, lemme tell ya, is not me complaining but thinking something more like “that’s pretty shrewd”)).
And then we start the silly season at work in earnest. Always able to find a good parking spot. Half the building is empty. Nobody to stop by and interrupt the work you’re doing. A lot fewer people to ask for that thing you need before you can do that thing you need to do.
Which means that the lunches go from sending one of the guys through the drive-through to the team saying “do we want to actually go someplace?”
And then we go to the place with the drive-through but, this time, we go inside and sit down. Well, half of us. The other half are out of pocket in Florida or Wyoming or something.
Which means that, this weekend, the tension over here starts to rise even as the tension over there starts to fall. Because, after this weekend, we have to start thinking about doing stuff with the family and with the adopted family. We have to finalize getting the gift cards for the surly teenagers, the awesome toys for the younger ones, the sugar-free chocolates for the mother-in-law, and scratch our heads over what to get the mom who spends all of November saying “don’t get me anything! I’m trying to get rid of stuff!”
Luckily, we have The Eighth Annual Mindless Diversions Unsolicited Shopping Guide to help us out with most of these.
But not the “don’t get me anything!” gifts. (Maybe I’ll install a newfangled puffy toilet seat in her bathroom. It’s something she’d use every day…)
As such, this weekend begins the “finalize the shopping” effort. Gotta hit the various stores for the various gifts that Amazon isn’t best at delivering yet. Gotta hit the PetSmart for the presents for the kitties, even though the meaning of why they’re getting this batch of catnip will be lost on them. And, of course, gotta get the usual supply of stuff for the week to come (Costco has holiday-themed cases of ginger ale!).
And get the second heavy blanket out and put it on the bed because it’s started to be time for that too.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Featured image is “99¢ Dream ($1 and up reality)” by Jonathan Harford. Used under a creative commons license.)