This is the time of year when the thought of buying gifts is swirling around in the heads of many. I know that I should really start getting ready to purchase things for the numerous people in my life that I’d want to give gifts to, and at least I can say that I’ve already started drawing up battle plans for things I think I’d like to try and get for others.
Conversely, I’ve been asked by several to provide a list of things that I’d want as gifts. But no matter how much I try and think about things I want or even try to put together lists of things that I want, I simply can’t, and I struggle tremendously; mostly on account of the fact that when the day is over, I’m just a person who doesn’t have much of want, for well, things.
However that doesn’t change the fact that I’m still pressured to put together a list anyway, because I’m fortunate enough to have people in my life that care about me enough to want to get me things for the holidays, which puts me in a position of where I struggle and get anxious and stressed out because I just can’t think of reasonable things that I want, that aren’t like expensive $400+ power tools or wrestling belts.
Like, I can’t really think of a more stupid reason to get stressed and anxious about, oh, people want to buy me shit, why can’t I think of anything??
And yet, here I am, sitting in front of my computer when I should be working, with like 15 tabs open to various eCommerce sites, trying to think of anything at all that I’d really want. It’s getting to a point where I try and delve into the things that I still do on a regular basis like run, and then I get choice paralysis, because there’s like 50 gozillion options of compression gear, socks and other things, and then I get frustrated and end up with nothing at all.
I used to think Brack Fridays were good for getting clothing, but over the last few years, I’ve bought lots of clothing and in the world of pandemic where I sparsely leave my house much less need any clothing at all, I’m at a point where there’s little reason to expand my wardrobe more than it is currently, so that takes clothes off the table, even as lame as it might seem to be asking for shit like sweaters, socks and button-ups.
I rarely game anymore, and the things that I do play are mobile games that it’s pointless to consider getting me in-game money with, because I just sit on it and hoard, because I’m a cheap F2P player in everything I play, so I wouldn’t bother asking for any of that. Computer stuff isn’t a great idea, considering I’m perfectly content with a five year old Macbook and a PC that’s from 2011, that barely get used for things other than surfing the internet, brogging and pretty inconsequential things.
The few ideas that I did have, in regards to looking for some gear from the Braves or Virginia Tech, never really pan out, because I’d like to get workout apparel, and if they even make it at all, it’s horrifically gaudy or it’s not sold anymore, because I’m apparently always 2-3 years late from when anything I would’ve wanted was available. Hulkamania compression shirt? Stopped being sold four years ago.
There’s a part of me that thinks about asking for nothing but a boatload of lottery tickets, since one thing I’d really like is to win a lottery so that I didn’t have to work anymore, but considering the 1-in-350 million odds of winning instant retirement amounts of money, a conflicting part of me would be quite sad to have let the holidays pass without anything substantial out of it, so that kind of takes that idea off the table too.
So basically, I can’t think of shit that I actually want. My wants are generally either too expensive, or too abstract, and not singular items that can be put into gift boxes or bags and presented to me on Christmas. I already feel like my house is closing in on me from the things that we do have, and I’m a big proponent against clutter, without trying to Marie Kondo the shit out of my home.
Really what I’d like more of on a day-to-day basis is time, but as many philosophers and people with brains out there have already pointed out, no amount of money could ever buy more time, but damn if I didn’t have a fuckton more money, than I could cut out the things in my life like work, to where I could have more time, to do things that I’d really want to do, which often times feels like it’s gravitating towards wanting to do more shit with my hands like build things, but I need time and a whole bunch of hardware in order to get started with it.
