Christmas Polish Bread Baked
Christmas Cookies Delivered
Christmas Presents Wrapped
Check! No, Uncheck That One!
With great satisfactions I checked off items on my Holiday To Do list, but ran into a snag on the wrapping task. As the heap of naked boxes diminished and the stacks of decorated and bowed presents increased I tucked what I thought was the final gift (bouncy ball and squeaky snake for Grandshedogs) under the tree.
I stashed the ribbons and tissue and festive snowman paper onto the top shelf.
Later, I found it!
The REAL last unwrapped gift I had hidden under my desk.
A gift intended for my fiancé, Mike.
With a hefty dose of unChristmaslike spirit I berated myself for overlooking it.
Then I questioned WHY I hid any of Mike’s presents.
Mike has many positive qualities. He’s a skilled carpenter, gourmet cook, and owns the dance floor. However, the man can’t find anything!
Conversations go something like this:
THE ORANGE JUICE IN THE REFRIGERATOR CONVERSATION
Mike: Do we have any orange juice?
Anita: Yes, it’s in the frig.
Mike: I don’t see it.
Anita: The frig contains finite space. Stick with it.
Mike: No, it’s not here.
Anita: (Getting off the couch and pointing out the orange juice.)
Mike: You didn’t say it was on THAT shelf.
THE SCISSORS ON THE TABLE CONVERSATION
Mike: Do you know where the scissors are?
Anita: Yes, they’re on the table.
Mike: I can’t find them.
Anita: (A tad sarcastically) Try these strategies. Divide the table in quadrants. Search behind and under items located on each quadrant.
Mike: (Silence in response to my sarcasm.)
Anita: (Getting off the couch and finding the scissors because I REALLY shouldn’t be as sarcastic as often as I am. I hand Mike the scissors.) Here they are.
Mike: You didn’t say they were on THAT table.
This year when I tuck away the Christmas decorations, I will tuck away the idea to hide his next year’s Christmas presents in the frig and in the middle of the table.
Then I’ll remember to wrap them . . .
and he’ll never find them!