I think this is my official announcement that I am getting old — I don’t know what I want for Christmas.

Given that “to be thin” isn’t a possible Christmas gift, I don’t know what’s left. I don’t feel a need for anything in my life. I have upgraded all my electronics except my computer (mostly with my own “mad funds”). I’m not in the market for anything small (like fountain pens; I found the fountain pen I like and need no more). I don’t wear jewelry. The only thing I need is a new computer, and the household doesn’t have the money to buy that as a present. The only thing I want is a squishmallow.

This is strange. My husband doesn’t want anything for Christmas either. I guess we’re both getting old.