In our family, there is always “that present.” It’s the gift that is partially wrapped either due to a wrapping paper shortage, miscalculation on the part of the wrapper, desire to use scraps to cover ends that got missed, or loss of interest in the entire process. This has now become a time-honored tradition. Someone has to get a crappy looking gift.
My mother can account for part of this historical convention. She was thrifty and used every scrap available to cover our gifts. Of course, there was no running out to buy extra paper when we needed more. No Target store in sight. Did they even exist then? No. We always made do with what was on hand.
Currently, there are a few packages under my tree sporting a less-than-stellar look. The fashionable thought is that Amazon is to blame. The boxes are either too big to wrap or succumb to the mind of the wrapper. “Why wrap what is already boxed in earth-toned cardboard?”
Happy fourth week of Advent!
Ha. We always know which gifts were wrapped by that ’certain someone’. Part of the charm.