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Didn't ask for a thing this Christmas.
I got a vacuum cleaner.
Is that a problem?
BP (husband) and I have not actively exchanged Christmas prizes for a while. We instead focus our efforts and money on our Christmas Eve party, the dinner we serve for 6-10 people on Christmas Day, the kids prizes and our parents. Plus of course, Jesus' Birthday! We figure, he and I can get what we want throughout the year. Or at birthdays, anniversaries, that sort of thing. Sometimes, though, we put a little something for each other under the tree.
Two years ago he bought me a house. That was actually sort of a mutual gift. Last year he got me my first crock pot. I actually wanted that thing though... honestly. This year, I was kind of thinking of a purse. But I didn't ask for it... I actually asked for nothing this year. But he got me something anyways. This...
That is, what they call a Roomba. It cleans floors when you're asleep. Heard of it?
Yes, he basically got me a mop. Which cost several hundred dollars. It's the pet series. Maybe that makes it pricier? I'm not sure. It seems to be a nice piece of machinery. Really. I've heard lots of good things about them. Yes, he said he wanted his wife to work a little less on keeping our nice, dark wood floors clean. Or maybe he was sending me a big, fat hint. Whatever he was doing, I appreciated it.
Right? Wait, let me think about it.
He was doing something very sweet but does any woman really want to be given a mundane household item (outside of a crock pot) for Christmas? I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say no. I realize, it'a a very short limb... because I think most women would not be excited to get a Roomba for Christmas. I know. It pains me to say it when he was, I believe, really trying here. But here's how I see it. That black, Rebecca Minkoff purse I've been coveting for a while now is just a (couple) hundred dollars more. And if I'm going to spend so much on something - doesn't a beautiful purse sound like more fun than... a self moving mop? Or better yet, maybe donating that money to our church over a.. floor robot?
By the way, have I mentioned I clean the floors for free (outside of what I pay for Bona - a great wood floor polisher, fyi) - do I really want to pay a machine to do it for me? Should we instead put that money to use elsewhere? I'm not so sure. I haven't said, definitively, I'm taking it back. These are all questions I've been mulling over in my head the past couple days as I continually pass the big, un-opened box by the tree.
For the record, BP always gets me my favorite prize every year. The letter/card he writes me. His kind words and loving heart are, by far, my greatest world-ly gift under the tree. I am and always do feel so blessed. So really - anything after that is just icing on the -vacuum cleaner- cake.
Therefore, it's hard to say, Roomba aside, that this Christmas was anything but a complete success. Grandparents came. The kids got way too much stuff. The Christmas Eve party was enjoyed by all... Jesus had a great birthday dinner. And I got an electronic crumb eater. Nothing to shake a stick at.
Now if you're at all wondering what I got for BP this year... he's been working so hard lately I thought a little something special was in order this Christmas. So I got him a very nice wool oatmeal colored, hoodie sweater from Nordstrom.
And some bed sheets. Hey, anything's better than a MOP!
Didn't ask for a thing this Christmas.
I got a vacuum cleaner.
Is that a problem?
BP (husband) and I have not actively exchanged Christmas prizes for a while. We instead focus our efforts and money on our Christmas Eve party, the dinner we serve for 6-10 people on Christmas Day, the kids prizes and our parents. Plus of course, Jesus' Birthday! We figure, he and I can get what we want throughout the year. Or at birthdays, anniversaries, that sort of thing. Sometimes, though, we put a little something for each other under the tree.
Two years ago he bought me a house. That was actually sort of a mutual gift. Last year he got me my first crock pot. I actually wanted that thing though... honestly. This year, I was kind of thinking of a purse. But I didn't ask for it... I actually asked for nothing this year. But he got me something anyways. This...
That is, what they call a Roomba. It cleans floors when you're asleep. Heard of it?
Yes, he basically got me a mop. Which cost several hundred dollars. It's the pet series. Maybe that makes it pricier? I'm not sure. It seems to be a nice piece of machinery. Really. I've heard lots of good things about them. Yes, he said he wanted his wife to work a little less on keeping our nice, dark wood floors clean. Or maybe he was sending me a big, fat hint. Whatever he was doing, I appreciated it.
Right? Wait, let me think about it.
He was doing something very sweet but does any woman really want to be given a mundane household item (outside of a crock pot) for Christmas? I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say no. I realize, it'a a very short limb... because I think most women would not be excited to get a Roomba for Christmas. I know. It pains me to say it when he was, I believe, really trying here. But here's how I see it. That black, Rebecca Minkoff purse I've been coveting for a while now is just a (couple) hundred dollars more. And if I'm going to spend so much on something - doesn't a beautiful purse sound like more fun than... a self moving mop? Or better yet, maybe donating that money to our church over a.. floor robot?
By the way, have I mentioned I clean the floors for free (outside of what I pay for Bona - a great wood floor polisher, fyi) - do I really want to pay a machine to do it for me? Should we instead put that money to use elsewhere? I'm not so sure. I haven't said, definitively, I'm taking it back. These are all questions I've been mulling over in my head the past couple days as I continually pass the big, un-opened box by the tree.
For the record, BP always gets me my favorite prize every year. The letter/card he writes me. His kind words and loving heart are, by far, my greatest world-ly gift under the tree. I am and always do feel so blessed. So really - anything after that is just icing on the -vacuum cleaner- cake.
Therefore, it's hard to say, Roomba aside, that this Christmas was anything but a complete success. Grandparents came. The kids got way too much stuff. The Christmas Eve party was enjoyed by all... Jesus had a great birthday dinner. And I got an electronic crumb eater. Nothing to shake a stick at.
Now if you're at all wondering what I got for BP this year... he's been working so hard lately I thought a little something special was in order this Christmas. So I got him a very nice wool oatmeal colored, hoodie sweater from Nordstrom.
And some bed sheets. Hey, anything's better than a MOP!
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