The 9th Circle of Hell

Deep cleansing breaths.

The Bandit “wrapped” this present.  The object inside is 1/2 the size of the wrapping.  There is approximately 22 feet of tape used to seal this package, and yet there are still whole sections loose as you can see.

I love my children.  I really do.  Beyond a shadow of a doubt, I’d lay down my life for them.  But this help with wrapping is going to do me in.  I’m sure of it. 

I have heard all the advice under the sun.  It doesn’t help.  I’ve been told to wrap them when they are asleep, but that’s too easy.  When they wake up, they’ll be crushed that I did it without them.  And quite frankly, I have greatly tired of being “the meanest mom in the world”. 

What it comes down to is this: I love wrapping and they’re ruining it for me.  And the thing that makes me the most upset is that I’m upset at all.  Really, it shouldn’t bother me.  I really hate facing the fact that I’m being a total bitch about it.

I’m going to have to get back to yoga or something.  Obviously, this is my penance for snooping in all those wrapped presents.