Mike and I have difficulty getting each other gifts. Actually, he is completely impossible to buy a gift for. I don’t think I am all that hard, but I do have to admit that for both of us this is true: if we want it we already have it.
Every once in a while, though, Mike really scores with a present and that makes him very happy. I guess he was thinking he made such a score this year for my birthday(Flag Day).
I also guess I ruined his surprise and his happiness.
I went shopping Tuesday afternoon and came home with a wireless mouse for my new computer and a flowered mouse pad. They were purple. I was in Staples to get some Avery labels and I saw them, had to have them.
When I came home, I showed them to Mike,quite pleased with my new acquisitions, actually. He scowled and stomped down stairs to his office. Some times he is just in a bad mood. I didn’t really think too much of it, but in a minute he was back upstairs thrusting a packaged wireless mouse and a mouse pad at me. “Happy Birthday!” he said.
Okay. At that moment I had two identical mouse pads and two—not identical—but purple—wireless mice. He was kind of mad because he thought he had gotten me a good gift and I beat him to it.
Well, he did give me a perfect gift. It’s the thought that counts, right? It shows that he knew what I would want and he knows my taste. So what more can I ask for?