In the long list of things to do to better myself, one of them is to prioritize. I can’t expect to get anything done if I don’t put some importance behind them. So I’m trying to get my stuff straight this week (I mean THIS WEEK), and I’m mentally making a list in my head of things to do. As I’m making mental notes, a task appears in my head. It involves a box that’s been sitting in my front room for the past 3 months. and the thing is, it belongs to my grandparents…
So here’s the story. I’m scrambling for Christmas gifts with about 2 weeks left, and I’m shopping at Costco with my parents. I have NO IDEA what to get my grandparents. As we’re walking past the kitchenware and heading towards the power tools, my Dad spots an awesome lamp set at the end of the aisle. He suggests I get them that. I, having not one picky bone in my body when it comes to gifts for others, immediately snag it. I even call my grandparents that day and tell them I have a gift picked out for them. At this point, I’m feeling pretty good as a grandson.
Christmas rolls around and it’s sitting there in the front. I figure that since I’m broke and everything I’d hold on mailing it out to them until I get my next paycheck. Then a couple weeks pass and it’s already time for school. Still sitting in the front room is the lampset. Now my excuse is that I’m too busy with school and work to find time to go to the post office. While that’s true, I could actually nag my parents into taking me early on Monday and mailing it it then… That hasn’t happened for a good two months, and personally I feel terrible about it.
So this week, I’m making it a crucial priority to go out on MONDAY MARCH 3, 2008 to go and mail this sucker to my grandparents with a handwritten apology. I don’t care if I have to bus myself over to the nearest post-office. Hopefully they won’t let me feel too guilty.
