‘Twas the night before Christmas – quite literally – and I was sitting on my sofa in a cold sweat. I still had not finished my Christmas shopping, and stores weren’t open tomorrow.
It’s not like I didn’t know that stores would be closed or that gifts wouldn’t just purchase themselves on their own overnight. No. The issue? I am a proclaimed Hater of Shopping. Or so I thought.
Was I really the only woman on Earth who cringed at the thought of going to the mall?