I realized today I really do not enjoy wrapping Christmas presents. Sure, it's like an hour every year but I feel like my wrapping looks like crap and just feels annoying to do. Why do I do it? It's expected to wrap gifts up in pretty paper that's just gonna get torn off after looking at it for like 2 minutes at best, thus wasting perfectly good paper.
Just to be clear, this isn't about giving gifts, this is what feels like the pointless task of wrapping them for a very brief moment after which nobody is gonna care what the paper looked like.
Amen, brother. I hate most things Christmas, and wrapping gifts is easily in my top 3 of those things. It's been made even more superfluous since COVID when everyone's been using Amazon. I've not "been" Christmas shopping in years; if you see me in a mall at any time between the months of November and December, call the police; it's a hostage situation. No, all of my gifts show up on my patio already in boxes or bags; it takes every ounce of my will to take them out of those and wrap them in the pretty shit that gets shredded anyway. Were it up to me, Santa traditions would be replaced by Amazon traditions, and imagery of colorful gifts under a tree would be replaced with bland, brown boxes and white bags with shipping labels crudely torn/scratched off.
My
sister, on the other side of the spectrum, LOVES wrapping gifts. Like, genuinely
enjoys it, wants to do it. From my youth to early adulthood, I would do my shopping, and drop everything off to her to wrap for me. That's probably why I can't wrap for shit to this day because she'd done it for me most of my life. She puts on Christmas music, comfy clothes, makes a pot of coffee and will wrap for hours. She says it's comforting; I say it's sickening.