While getting rid of things I unearthed a pile of written and partially addressed thank you notes. They were neatly encased in the thank you card box just waiting to get the full address, a stamp and a drop off at the mailbox. They were a year and a half old.
Also unearthed: four packages of discounted Christmas Cards from Chapters bought two years ago. It seems I have great intentions with cards but poor execution.
This year will be different. No Christmas cards. No panicked gift giving and last minute shopping. I want to give gifts with intention not guilt. I want to celebrate the holidays with family and friends, not packed in with other stressed out strangers in a mall. No Christmas guilt.
This year will be about face time and family fun. Rides on the Stanley Park Christmas Train, baking with my mum and sisters, a trip to the local mountains for some sledding and watching Love Actually with a hot cup of espresso and Bailey’s.
Instead of cards I’ve devised a plan that’s more personal, more work but also more rewarding. My Christmas Call List. I’ve made a list of everyone that I would send a Christmas Card to. Those not in walking distance are on a call list. In the weeks leading up to Christmas I’m going to make a lot of phone calls. There will be some Skype involved as well.
For those within walking distance (or quick skytrain) I am going to visit. Yes, there will be a knock on your door or a buzz from your intercom. I’ll come bearing treats. I’ll check to see you’re home and not entertaining your nudist meet up before heading over. I won’t stay long but long enough to wish you the best of the season and joy in the new year. No Christmas Carols unless you’re singing.
I’ll have a few other posts up in the coming weeks about trying to get minimalist this Holiday season. Rest assured, I’m not getting a half Christmas tree as you see above.