My wife Lisa is the best gift giver of anyone I have ever known. Her gifts are thoughtful expressions of knowing the people she is buying for and finding the perfect gifts to match. Left to me, our Christmas shopping would take place around ten o’clock on Christmas Eve and everyone would get a gift card from the never closed gas station down the street. Not my wife. Lisa starts Christmas shopping as soon as the weather hits into the seventies, whether that be August or September. And by the time Christmas draws near, we have forgotten half of what has been purchased and must gather all the items from every nook and cranny of our home and start the process of sorting through the bounty.
With the advances in online, free delivery commerce, Lisa’s shopping stamina and gift buying prowess have made Christmas shopping almost painless. Almost.
There is just one problem. When you combine smart phone technology, online buying options and ones love of soaking for hours in a tub, you have a problem. Lisa’s long soaks are relaxing for her but can be expensive. I estimate that during Christmas shopping season her long soaks cost me about a hundred bucks an hour. While she is upstairs soak shopping, I’m down below moving what little money we have from one account to another trying to keep up. It would benefit me to have multiple computer screens and turn my little man cave into something akin to the set up of a Dow Jones investor. It would also help me to have a monitor set up so I can be alerted when Lisa is in the tub. I better get home quick or else we may lose the house and the socks I’m wearing.
It has always been our set up that I take care of our bill paying and finances. I know that for many families, the wife is the caretaker of everything to do with money. Our arrangement works fine for us. Recently. Lisa and I discussed our bills and she made a statement that may have been the most telling, honest comment of our 34 year marriage. She said, “I can’t be worrying about the bills and shop too.”
With that, she headed to the tub for another expensive soak and I started digging in the couch for lose change.
Merry Christmas and happy soaking!