Two days after Christmas & I'm almost caught up. The dishes are done, the house is clean, the new gifts are all put away, and the guest and children are sleeping. Why am I up? It's just my thing; I wake early to have a little "me" time. I drink my coffee, vanilla latte with cinnamon sprinkled on top, check my email, and most mornings I try to write my daily blog, although lately it seems as I have been doing everything except writing. A few of the things I have been doing in the wee hours of the morning are; on line shopping, cooking, more cooking, making runs to the flower market and wrap gifts, which by the way, I really wish there were a gift wrapping fairy that would visit. I mean I love wrapping the gifts, well at first anyway. In the beginning I wrap every gift with such detail. I make sure all the edges are folded correctly, the tape is in the perfect spot, and I put matching satin ribbon on each gift and make sure the bow is symmetrical. I’m telling you, my gifts are an absolute sight of beauty. By Christmas Eve, I look at my pile of unwrapped gifts and realized how far behind I am, do a little freak out dance, and I gather anyone that is physically able to help. I then throw at them tape, wrapping paper, & ribbon – nope, forget the ribbon, this is Christmas Eve, there is no time! I start my own little gift wrapping sweat shop. “Wrap damnit, and don’t stop until EVERY gift is wrapped”! I don’t care what it looks like at this point, just wrap! I end up leaving the sweat shop before it is all done because I have to start on the sausage roll we have every Christmas morning. So, my little gift wrapping fairies are left to their own devices, they are drinking a little wine, (but it is not allowed on the gift wrapping table) because let’s face it I’m a nice sweat shop owner, plus if I feed them booze, they work harder. (I think) So, you can imagine what the gifts under the tree look like Christmas morning. Our tree & the gifts under it went from this amazing sight of beauty to looking like something that might be under Frankenstein’s tree. In the end no one cares, the gifts wrapped on Christmas Eve are easier to unwrap than the gifts with the pretty ribbon tied on them. In fact, several times I had to help children take the ribbon off so they could get to the gift. At one point during unwrapping, girl exclaimed, “Did Dad wrap this one? I can see in it”!
I wouldn’t change a thing.
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