I’m very new to the world of blogging(Almost at the 7 day mark, Wooooooooo me!!!!) but even in my limited experience I noticed that I was weirdly popular yesterday. Almost 500 views in over 10 countries within the span of a couple of hours. Either someone, several someone’s have a very dark and specific fetish involving sleeping fairy’s(That’s the internet for you!) OR, They think I’m the next famous internet cat.(For funny animal moments do check out dogs having baths. Laugh out loud funny!)
Either way, they must have been anticipating something other than me, unless(unlikely) I’m just that amazing and don’t know it.(Please say that’s it, Please say that’s it….
But what my mysterious popularity yesterday made me think about is anticipation. Specifically, why is wanting things so,so, soooooooo much better than actually having them???
With Christmas coming swiftly closer; you may have all ready finished your Christmas shopping, not even started, or you might be like me, at the half way point due to a series of an increasing number of impulse buys.
At this moment in time, the Michael Buble C.D is on and I’m filled to the brim with childlike wonder and Christmas cheer but as with all things in life(the cake you shouldn’t have, the boy you really like, the shoes you’ve been saving up for or the holiday you’ve waited months for) I can’t help but feel the slow build up, the anticipation is so much better than the actual thing itself(sorry boys!). Not that I don’t enjoy them or I don’t enjoy Christmas, simply that when it eventually happens, having looked forward to it so much, I can’t help but feel is this it????? I imagined it(not different) but so much more!
The deluge of Christmas adverts and must have Christmas buys are a perfect way to explain my thoughts. I love watching them, reading them and picking all the things I want from them. But I do it with the full knowledge that I will never ever buy them.
I am a compulsive Window Shopper/ Impulse buyer(not the body spray obvs) and I am not ashamed!!!
If I think about doing it, I will never do it. Hence why I have no socks, I’ve been meaning to buy them for months…maybe next week. It’s also why I’m the proud owner of a Diana Ross shaped dish scrubber.
It’s for this reason the only think on my Christmas list this year is a grow it yourself Christmas tree. 18 months to 2 years of gleeful Christmassey anticipation and a handy hobby in one £3.99 packet of seeds and a pot. Since the anticipation is the best bit, This Christmas I’m going to start the anticipaion of Christmas 2 years from now very very early. It’ll keep me happy, and isn’t that the most important thing????
The fun is in the build up, not in the having!
Agree? Disagree? Think I’m a total crackpot and should really see someone? let know!
If you have any impulse buys you really shouldn’t have, any stories of greatly anticipated events that didn’t live up too(or even did) live up to your deep and commited fantasies of what you thought they were going to be, I want to know!
Comment below or on twitter and until next time,