For those of you who missed Part 1, a bad back laid me low at the beginning of November. Come early December,
not only was my Bah-Humbug meter nearly going off the scale, but so
were my anxiety levels. [more]
If I was ever going to get through, I was going to have to REALLY "do" SOXS.
Not just using all those gorgeous lists but also working my way through why my attitude to Christmas was so bad.
You see those of you who read reviews of SOXS thought it was just a pile of lists and some "maybe-helpful" advice from two women who may/may not have been experts. That's where SOME people seriously underestimate SOXS.
You see when you open SOXS, and before you ever find a list or a tip, you're confronted with some questions that really challenge you to understand what it is you find so difficult and identify how you want it to be different. There's some serious laser-coaching-in-a-book there! And just like all lasers it gets to the heart of the matter!
As I found out - when I sat and answered my own and Karen's questions.
I was like a worm on a bait-hook squirming uncomfortably, but knowing that I was actually getting to the nub of the problems. I had a bit of a cry over my chardy, but felt kind of relieved and released. If you can feel released when you're trussed up in a back brace like a turkey ready for the oven!
Having faced my demons I started planning.
SweetP was absolutely floored when I came to him and asked to sit and negotiate a budget for various gifts, food, alcohol etc. It's never been done before, and you could see the fear, and worry about the assault to credit cards, fade off his face. I'm not surprised he was floored, I don't recall ever voluntarily raising the word "budget" with him before. It's usually me being dragged, kicking and screaming, to the "budget table"!
I didn't use all the lists because they weren't all relevant for me. (We'd never intended that everyone would use everything.) But having taken copies of the lists pages I wanted, I proceeded to write up:
- a list of gift recipients, both family and friends etc
- what I would get for them
- in what price range
- and at what location (all of them away from busy shopping malls and those endless parking searches)
- a to-do list
- (I stapled several pages of that one together and kept it with me wherever I went so I could capture things as I remembered them)
- the Christmas card list where I recorded who I sent cards to and who I received them from
- that took several pages as well, in the end
- what's more there's space on those pages for 2007 and 2008 as well
- despite my intention NOT to send cards, I felt guilty when I began receiving them and decided to respond after all
- but next year I've promised myself to make a decision to "send or not send" early and stick to it, and act early if I'm going to.
- I won't be doing a last minute post-out in the final week this year!
- a drafted menu plan
- and then I asked various family members to join me as we tossed around more specific menu ideas and
- allocated tasks to ourselves as well as those absent from the meeting. (Some of the grandchildren got a little shock when they got told what they were to make and bring on the day)
- a Christmas food shopping list
In the last week I created a new to-do format. Using my precious "to-do master sheets", I turned an empty page to landscape, divided it into the appropriate number of days and allocated tasks across those days. (We'll definitely be including that in next year's version.)
As I was still needing to rest my back frequently I was really reliant on not overloading my final days and allowing time for rests as well. I even put "rest" on my list!
Any of my clients would tell you that we always plan a reward at the same time as they plan an action. That way rewarding yourself doesn't get lost in the chaos, with a consequential ebbing of motivation. My reward for completing my to-dos (or rescheduling or ditching them) was a half-hour's uninterrupted reading each day. That was the perfect combination rest + book = reward!
All of these precious items went into a simple binder wallet and accompanied me whenever I picked up my handbag for those last couple of weeks.
The satisfaction of ticking off or putting a line through completed tasks was better than s...
Oh alright maybe not better than sex, but it did feel good!
With Christmas looming so close and me soaked in an overwhelming desire to have FINISHED gift shopping before that last week, it soon became clear that my intentions to shop in short sharp early-morning bursts was not going to get the job done. I'd just run out of time for that.
So SweetP and I planned a Saturday session but knowing exactly where we were going and definitely steering clear of any large shopping malls. (The smaller ones are OK, people tend to use them for food shopping not gift shopping, and somehow forget the rest of all those nice little small businesses in there eager to help you and get your sale!)
We got up early and were ready to leave at 9. Even that was a bit late for my comfort but ...
And then the car wouldn't start! And we're a one-car family!
What amazed SweetP in this frustrating situation was that I laughed! (I've NEVER been known to throw a hissy fit so why would he be surprised???????)
The RACV, our roadside assistance service, were there in 15 minutes and quickly diagnosed an old and very dead battery. The serviceman booked us one of their battery service cars, advising us that while they were telling him the wait period was 11 minutes, he thought that was unlikely and more like a half an hour. Five minutes later, the battery van drove up and within another 20 mins we were on our way to our delayed shopping.
I was still smiling and relaxed. SweetP was convinced I'd popped several Valium!!!
But that day, parking spaces opened up as we drove up, selections were made in moments, assistance was professional and useful, and the vast majority of the gift list was knocked off by 4 that afternoon. We both remained relaxed and definitely deserved the glass of wine we had on our return to celebrate the most painLESS Christmas shopping trip of our entire 32 year marriage!
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