
Originally Posted by
xeney
This thread really depressed me. With my immediate family, we always had a pretty low-key approach to Christmas ... we all tried hard to to buy something the others would like, but if they didn't like it, you'd never really know ... because my mother thought that returning a gift (unless to exchange a size) or regifting was rude and thoughtless, so everybody was just happy and gracious. And they still are that way, so buying and receiving is a pleasure even when they get the gift completely wrong. (I will never know why my mom thought I would love a sweater with a giant parrot on it, but I am pretty sure that this sentence I just typed is the first time I've ever expressed anything negative about that sweater ... which went to the Good Willl over ten years ago.)
But I have another bunch of family members with whom I now exchange gifts, and the attitude is completely different. Everything is always wrong, Christmas is a time of disappointment and resentment, and buying the wrong gift is an opportunity to revisit every real or imagined flaw in the relationship. It is a miserable situation, and a holiday that I used to love is now something that I dread. And the dread starts in early November, because we try so hard to get it right, but we never do.
I have pretty much gotten to the point where I don't even care. I will buy any stupid thing because they aren't going to like it anyway. Which of course makes me the grinch who is ruining Christmas.