I went last night to hide my unwrapped gifts in my craft room at SO's house. The door was locked! When I asked, he said it was because my gifts were in there. What the heck did he buy me? His stocking is in there. I have all these gifts to put in the stocking and it's in there. And it's not like I can even get in today. He's shopping today while I am working. I will not have access.
I got up this morning and wrapped a couple small gifts, then laid on the couch and looked at the Christmas tree. Even with the paltry few gifts I had wrapped, I felt like a good provider. I even made sure "the boys" have presents. It's hard to shop for pit bulls, I do have to say, but I got them the healthiest cookies that I could find at Petco, some rawhides, and some chewy cookie things. They look so cute under the tree.