I think it is odd that the1929 stock collapse in 1929 and subsequent Depression and the shopping frenzy that happens the literal minutes that is the Friday after Thanksgiving are both called Black Friday.
At our house, we try to purchase meaningful gifts for each other.
Lists are encouraged. Mind reading is discouraged.
I am always on the lookout for the perfect gift year round*, which makes gift giving immensely more satisfying than standing in line for 2 hours to buy something that isn’t worth two hours of my life.
*etsy is about the best place to find just the thing. You may not know to whom it is going, but there it is, waiting on the shelf.