Shopping Stress

As Thanksgiving approaches I go into a panic. I don't want Christmas shopping left for the last minute. Christmas traffic is a nightmare. I notice that even tonight the traffic is picking up at the mall. I really don't mind shopping for fun incidentals, like stocking stuffers, but the big stuff -- forget it! The crazies are in the stores already. Christy, my youngest, had a hater in her Winco line yesterday while she was juggling a child on her hip and child in the cart. Really people, have some patience and courtesy! I am made even more aware of the traffic since I chat with Wendy, my eldest, on her way home from work each evening. She has the Griffith Park Christmas light display to suffer. Soon as they flick the switch, her traffic multiplies and I hear about it! I also think it is necessary for me to wrap all the gifts (without ribbon) so that I can clearly see who I need to buy for. I now have presents all over the guest bed, soon to be piled in neat stacks on the floor next to the night stand. Yeah! I'm glad I typed that last so that I can feel gleeful after steering through all that traffic nightmare!