Mystery Box
Merry two days before Christmas, everyone.
As I am writing this, I am currently 18 feet away from my Christmas tree.
Underneath said Christmas tree (or, rather, next to it), received from my grandfather only two days ago, is a rather large box.
And I mean RATHER large. 4' x 3' x 1'. Took up the entire porch when it was delivered.
And it's addressed to me...
*has a heart attack*
For the record: No, I have no idea what it is or what it could be. I had only three things on my what-you-could-call-a-list this year, and one of them I have to buy myself with no acceptions (it isn't that big anyways, so I've ruled it out), so it's a total mystery that's really making me pull my hair out in anticipation.
My dad says it's heavy. So does my brother. And they both know what it is already... >>
But they've been teasing me all month long about gifts, so I don't know whether to believe them and their hints or not anymore.
At least it's the 23rd.
And at least I have work for 6 hours tomorrow so I don't kill myself trying to figure out what in the world this mystery box is. @___@
Maybe it's socks.
Which would be weird, but nice, cause I need socks. Hee. =3
-Niki
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