Honestly? I'd be just fine with going to sleep tonight and waking up the 26th.
For way too many years, Christmas was turned into hell for me. A time to spend more, more, and ever more... no matter how deep the debt or how hard I would have to work to pay it. "Have to spend this much on that person and this much on those people". No joy, no happiness, just a major greedfest powered by my unwilling sweat.
The joy of Christmas was beat out of me, over years.... Christmas was something to be survived.
Now, there is no more such pressure, and I wish to choose a gift for someone I care about.... and I'm not sure I know how any more.