Christmas Presents Treasure Hunt

D David Harris David Harris
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Every year on the first of December the annual Christmas presents treasure hunt begins. During the January sales, my wife and I buy our Christmas presents for the on coming year, buy them and hide them and each year we forget where we hid them too. One year I had a bright idea, I would draw up a little map, then my wife decided on a spring clean moving furniture from one room to another which rendered my little map rather obsolete. Hence, the treasure hunt began and when we had found most of them, another problem then arose about who were the presents for. We drew up a list of everyone and attached a present to their name, but nothing is straightforward in our house, backward maybe. The list was binned and we had to start again. In our search for Christmas presents something more surprising is what came to light, a five-year old box of mouldy chocolates that we had bought for someone but could not remember who. Waste not, want not is the key words here, now who don’t we like these mouldy old chocolates we will give to them for their treat this year. As for all those missing presents that we couldn’t find, it looks like shopping again and maybe next year we’ll find the ones we lost and sit down to figure out someone who we can give them to.

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