It’s the day before Thanksgiving! Finally. I felt as if every day this week was testing more of my patience, but at last — the end is near. I don’t think I slept much, but that’s to be expected when you’re constantly hammered with work. Note to self: catch up on some Zs. I’ll have a four day weekend all to myself to unwind and relax — which is just what I needed. Safe to say I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. I’m excited to pay everyone a visit tomorrow.
I’ll be skipping the bullshit Black Friday and Cyber Monday sales. Honestly, I don’t need to buy a single thing. My co-workers have been constantly talking about every new deal they hear, which is nice and all, but if you’re buying something just because it’s on sale, you didn’t need it in the first place.
Thanksgiving values and traditions are incompatible with the materialistic and madness that surrounds the holiday shopping season. Call me crazy, but why should we focus so much on buying ourselves gifts? Don’t we get bored of them once they’re ours? Why divert so much attention away from spending time with people you care about?