I believe that my ace number one daughter (only child) kept an annual dollar value of stuff she got for Christmas. The expectation was to get more next year. And, she always did. Now she has two daughters that don’t keep up with the dollars, but the time. They like to open presents - for hours and hours. My financial controller does all she can to see they get as many presents as possible - about all you can haul in a crew cab pickup. Sometimes with a trailer.
As for me, I don’t have any wants or expectations. Maybe that’s why I don’t get a lot of presents. This year I did get a surprise, a new skillet. Yes, I said skillet. The kind you cook with. I needed a new skillet. Oh, I’m not a great cook, or even an average one, but to my knowledge, no one has died yet. Gotten sick, is another thing. My old skillet needed replacing but I’m too cheap to buy one until I have to - like when the handle falls off and all the food burst into flames.
And, I got an Echo. That’s one of those things that you can ask a lot of questions. It even keeps a grocery list, sets an alarm or timer, or if you have some the add on’s, it will turn the lights on and off. By the time I learn everything it will do, I will be too old to remember to use it.
Right now, I’ve got it looking for recipes to cook in a new skillet.
PMO
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