We're not very good at waiting.

Last night Paul brought home a package from his parents. It was our stockings. I have a gift from Tosha and my grandma. We tore into the stockings and I opened Tosha's stuff. I was able to hold off on my grandma's for now. I have no self control whatsoever.

Oh, and I need to leave for work in 7 minutes and I'm still in my pjs with stinky breath.