I love Christmas. I love the presents too. The most fun about the presents, for me, is figuring out what they are before I open them.
For my entire life, I've always tried to figure out what my presents were at Christmas time and tend to go to great lengths to figure them out. The object was always to figure them out before they were wrapped because it was more fun! My parents always thought they had the best hiding spots, but I always knew where to go first.
Smaller presents were always hidden in the closet among my mom's sweaters. Bigger presents were hidden in my mom's trunk. For the smaller presents, I would alter my after-school schedule in order to get home before my parents. For the bigger presents, I would encourage my parents to take my dad's truck to run errands together. Then I would use the spare set of keys in the kitchen drawer to get into the trunk and check out my loot.
Things got more difficult if I didn't find them all before they were wrapped. I would have to use my delicate touch to undo the tape, unfold the paper, look at the present, refold, and then re-tape the package. I was an incredibly difficult process.
Last night, apparently, I crossed the line. Using my sleuthing skills, I was trying to get clues out of Julie to figure out presents that her parents got me. She didn't cave at all!! Then when I needed to update our website, I used her computer. When I opened it, an unfinished email to my parents was up. I didn't realize what the subject was, so I scanned it and found out one of my presents. The big mistake was that I told her I found it. She got a little upset.
Lesson learned!
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