So I wanted to make sure we got the same level of Xmas gifts for my BIL and his wife. Gene and his brother are going out on the town (dinner, probably cigars) while we’re up north in December/January so I suggested to Gene that SIL and I go get our nails done during the day (so that way we can all trade taking care of their two boys). Gene of course inflated that to “spa day and lunch.”
And now I’m all anxious. I can’t imagine that anyone would want to spend valuable, precious time away from responsibility with me. Ugh, fuckadoodle. I usually wouldn’t want to spend time with myself as it is. I feel like such a dumbass for even suggesting this. My first instinct was a nice cashmere sweater (I am simply dying to give someone the gift of cashmere – I blame it on all the Lands End coupon codes this Xmas season).
(Oh, and don’t get your hopes up. To date, I have purchased zero cashmere sweaters).
Gene’s right – I am a total Eeyore “It’ll probably rain anyway” type of girl. Gahh.
I look forward to spending “valuable, precious time away from responsibility”” with you!!! You sell yourself too short. I’m sure you and your SIL will have a nice time. Just relax and enjoy!