Jason Preston
Writing

The gifting

When I arrived home Monday afternoon, I obediently unpacked all of my stuff, stashing the clothes in the laundry hamper, the electronics back where they belong, and the gifts…the gifts I decided to stash in apparently random locations around my room so that my family woulnd’t accidentally spy whatever creative gift I’d brought back for them.

The problem is, I no longer remember where I hid them. This is probably some sort of side-effect of “trying to do things while almost passed out from exhaustion.”

So I can now add to my already-growing holiday to-do list: find gifts that I brought back for friends and family. Preferably soon.