We are so lame.
Mr.Q and I haven’t bought presents for each other yet.
We were going to go buy new, fancy cell phones but, since the rules are changing in March, we suspect there will be some good offers going around then and will wait.
We were going to buy a new bed, having slept on the same temporary we-just-moved-and-need-something-to-sleep-on mattress that was purchased 9 years ago. The catch is that Mr.Q doesn’t want to have to go look at new beds.
So, it is now December 23 and only yesterday did we go out and purchase our $30 worth of stocking stuffers for each other. And it was way easier to pick out things for the Magpie [and, yes, buy them] than it was for my dear Mr.Q. He ended up with a bunch of stuff that he knows he’s getting and one gag gift.
And we are pretty much okay with this. We’ll get our phones in March. We’ll scope the January sales for a new bed. Neither one of us is willing to go near a mall tomorrow to look for video games or camera equipment, so we’ll be pleased with our magazines, mandarin orange and chocolate.
I think this is just another one of those things that points us in the direction of old…