The Annual Anxiety

Christmas makes me nuts.

I don’t mean that I get busy and forget to eat and have a short temper.

I mean that it makes me feel like my life is spinning out of control.

I love the season – all the lights, the colors, the food, the cheap Santa hats, the glitter on everything – all of it.

But letting people down, especially my son, absolutely sends me over the edge.  I get a stomach ache, my mind races, and I feel more distracted than usual.

This year, I am possessed by guilt because the little boy wants a kitchen.

He has wanted a kitchen since he was five.

We have never given him one.

They’re big (though not big enough for him), they’re expensive and we know a kitchen isn’t a toy he would play with as much as he plays with lego or trio or his cardboard blocks.  Should that matter?

He really wants one and I am loathe to deny him that joy on Christmas morning.  He is soooo excited, more than ever before.

Our house is a museum for his personal paper crafts, the only holiday music we ever have running is his own little voice and he even plays Christmas themed arcade games on the computer.  He points out every cheesy plastic snowman in the neighborhood and he gets up in the night and turns on his Christmas tree lights after the timer shuts them down.

He is full of glee for the big day and he thinks Santa is going to bring him a kitchen.

But Santa is feeling a little bit broke and a little bit wary of buying more enormous plastic junk, so Santa is plagued with indecision, gut-wrenching stress and whole lotta guilt.  Oh, the guilt.

Santa is also possessed by guilt over disappointing the grown-ups too.

The little boy is locked into a very rigid schedule and he freaks out in traffic, so limiting his car time and social commitments is imperative for us this year.

Surviving Christmas means letting people down by declining invitations, leaving early, showing up late, not helping with the food, forgetting gifts, and sometimes being downright rude, out of fatigue and desperation though, not intent.  All of that makes a cheery Santa kind of sad sometimes.  (And perhaps a bit insightful about Santas of the past.)

Back to the kitchen.  What should Santa do?  What would you do in Santa’s shoes?  Santa’s enormous, shiny, hard-to-fill shoes?  What would you do?  How would you keep from going nuts?

P.S.  Did I ever show you this teeny Maneki Neko I bought at Marukai last Spring?

I cleaned out my giant green purse and found it in a side pocket the other day.  I had completely forgotten it was there.  It seemed fitting to hang it on the tree, next to Kimono Bunny, of course.  😀


8 thoughts on “The Annual Anxiety

  1. Here’s my suggestion, look on Craigslist, or whatever local classified ads you have there. They usually have a flood of them this time of year with people purging to make extra $ or room for new stuff. We have a very small/compact one and if I lived closer, I’d give it to you.

    Also, if these adults are friends of yours, then they know your circumstances and will understand, because they are probably dealing with the same stresses you are. If they are upset with you, then they don’t know you well enough to worry about.

    Take deep breaths, and if all else fails, make a kitchen out of card board boxes, paint, glitter and construction paper. He can decorate it with all the stickers he wants. . .

    Love the little kimono bunny and adornment.

  2. From what I’ve read about Thomas on your wonderful blog, it seems like he might appreciate a cardboard kitchen even more than a plastic one. It would be a fun project to do in all your “spare” time! Good luck, Becky. Can’t believe it’s almost a year since we met at Asilomar – aaagh – times flies too fast!

  3. I was going to suggest the cardboard but see others already have. My dad made me a great one out of cardboard and the door opened and it had nobs drawn on it, and the burners. Made a refrigerator too and taped in shelves and we had wooden blocks with labels on them that were taken off cans. You are creative, bet you can make one way better than they sell. Can spray paint them white or avocado if you want a retro kitchen.

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