At least....being on time with the gifts.
In my mind, I have these wonderful plans of perfectly selected tokens of my love and appreciation.
In reality I have a pile of unfinished crafts and a shopping list a mile long.
Take Christmas, for example.
As in Christmas 2014.
As in the present from 2014, intended for my sister, that is still sitting in my "to be finished" quilting stash.
As in our daughter's 12th.
As in that being the age where we told her she could get her ears pierced.
As in 12+ months later .....and no extra holes in her head.
(I DID buy earrings though....AND remembered to give them to her.)
My excuse is that I am paralyzed by wanting everything to be so perfect and fear failure so much, that I never just DO something.
I should probably get over that.
You see, my husband is great at getting things done on time. Birthdays, Christmas, Mother's Day, Anniversary.....
Today marks 18 years of him surviving moments like this morning:
Him: Good Morning
Me: Happy Anniversary.
Him: Happy 18th Anniversary
Me: Wow. That's a long time....... I mean....I Love You!*
He then proceeded to chuckle at his fuzzy-brained wife and hand her his pre-planned, pre-purchased anniversary gifts. Which were prefect.
I, on the other hand, am still "shopping" for the table saw he wanted for Father's Day.
I think I can get that done before another 18 years pass.....
Because while I may not be the best shopper-co-ordinator-present-giver, I do love him very much, and would love to see him have a new "toy" to play with as he works so hard to make our house a comfortable home. I did NOT miss the class on appreciating all his efforts.
Happy 18 Wonderful Years Calvin!
*not to be held responsible for anything said before being properly caffeinated