I have finally realized I just might have enough stash to last me for a while. So my brother came in last night and asked me what I really truly wanted for Christmas. I have been pretty fortunate this year, and all I really had on my list was stuff I wanted; other than a new coat that is not white, I don't need anything on my list (and to be perfectly honest, I didn't need the new coat, I just wanted a coat that wasn't white because it's a pain to keep white clean).
Anyway, I have a couple charities who contact me, mostly animal charities, for donations. It breaks my heart, because I can't do for everyone. And my aunt inspired me because she wanted a donation to a horse rescue in her name. So I gave him the brochure for one that volunteers at hospitals and nursing homes, and which I am thinking about volunteering with, because Robbie loves to be petted and would make an excellent therapy dog, and said, "Make a donation in my name to them." And he's doing it. I feel very good about myself now. Instead of clothes that will get stained and dirty, and objects that will take up space and get broken, and more cross stitch stuff that I don't have time to stitch, my Christmas present is going to help someone, in the way that having my dogs and cats helped me when I needed it.
Is it OK, though, if I say that I really want This? It's beautiful. It would win everything at the fair. It would whip up on HOHRH. Maybe someday.