Regifting: Possibly just inertia?

Teresa phoned saying she was closing up early and stopping by my office in a few minutes to deliver my Christmas presents.

Christmas Eve today.  Card in-hand, a photo of my holiday fireplace mantle decorated in sparkling red and warm yellow tones with a darling photo of sweet Henry on the reverse.  That was the extent of my preparation, (I deserve kudos for that really cool card.)

My intent to bake and take a plate of spectacularly delicious cookies to her remained just that, an intention.  There was however, a beautiful variegated poinsettia plant sitting on my desk, a gift from a client.  A flash of inspiration:  re-gift!   I've got one at home, this is a short week, give this one to Teresa.

Great idea.

Teresa arrived and I gave her the card and plant.  As I opened my gifts, I noticed the forgotten gift card "Thank you Stephanie, United Methodist Church" just sticking out there, under a leaf, on a florist card display rod.  So annoyed at myself...  With magician's sleight of hand, I directed  attention on placement of the the pot in a packing container while surreptitiously removing the plastic spike.  Teresa has the eyes of an eagle though.  Did she notice?  Or has she read this?  Time will tell. 

Cookies on Friday regardless.  Really, really good cookies. 


  

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Kathy's Klothesline said…
It is the thought that counts .......
Thu Dec 25, 07:07:00 AM
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