Will Santa Visit Me This Year?!

A short account of my thoughts leading up to Christmas

This week, in my town, the Christmas lights are going to be switched on. Admittedly, I’m a big kid at this time of year, so I’ll be wrapping up my own kids in hats and scarves just so we can go and watch a minor local celebrity press a button. The real reason that I’m a massive kid around Christmastime is because I still get excited if I suspect I may be getting a really awesome present.

I should point out that since I was small, I always associate Christmas with video games, and that connection has stayed with me into adulthood. Yes, that’s probably the wrong attitude to have, and also very commercial, but it’s just me. Obviously, I love giving presents too, especially to my children, as well as taking part in all the usual Yuletide traditions. It’s a special time for me!

This year, I want the big one! The ‘big one’ is the Xbox One, and I really, really want one!

The chances of this happening are slim. I won’t buy myself one because I’d feel guilty about spending money that could be used for family things. So, it falls to my wife, who has categorically stated that, because we’re yet to pay the balance of next year’s holiday, I won’t be getting my awesome present. I can “have a game for Xbox 360, though.” Yeah, my trusty old 360. Now, that’s not meant to sound ungrateful, even though it does! I just really, really want an Xbox One, as you might have gathered by now.

Anyway, for the past two weeks, my lovely wife has been acting oddly. Although, still sticking to her ‘No Xbox’ proposal, she has become a minor expert of all things related to said console.

“How would you pay for ‘Live’ membership, IF you had an Xbox One?” was her question to me last night. That query made me go ‘hmmm’.
Add to that, the fact that she keeps asking her younger brother about the games available for that very console (he told me!) and I’m starting to suspect that Santa might be leaving me something extremely awesome under the Christmas tree this year!

Now, I could be reading too much into things, and getting my hopes up far too much, which, realistically, is probably the case.
But, it’s Christmastime, right? (Well, nearly!) Santa always came through for me during my childhood. I’m going to keep faith in the jolly old guy and hope that he’s been secretly colluding with my wife this year. Maybe I’ll be drunkenly setting up a shiny new console on Christmas Day, this year. Or, maybe not?!