You know, some people hate to wrap gifts, but I actually see it as therapy. I can’t do anything visually artistic, really — can’t even draw a stick figure correctly. I couldn’t mold or sculpt or fashion much of anything worthwhile. But I can wrap a present.
Trouble is, if I want to get my dining room table cleared off (and hide things that need to be hidden), I need to start on it. Like, tonight. Inside those boxes are some of my Black Friday deals, with more arriving in the coming days, and three more going to Lars and Helen’s house, as I don’t want the Thriller to see whence his prezzies came.
So, after school today, I’m going to spend some quality time with tape and paper and ribbon. See what kind of dent I can make in things. Then I will put them under my little tree (I’m still sad that we don’t get a real tree anymore, but this cutie from last year is doing the trick) and go on to other tasks…like going through my Joseph score. We watched the film version last night in my classroom — oy. This is gonna be some work.
And speaking of work…time to drop that dough in the fryer. Hey, it’s almost the weekend! Enjoy your day, fiends. Check in, as you know how I lurve comment lurve.