Here it is. I told you it would be here soon. The mailwoman delivered it right to my door this morning. The birthday box from my daughter. The one I told you about yesterday. The one that always has a great assortment of goodies in it. The one I usually open two or three days before my birthday.
Guess what? It's been eleven hours and I haven’t opened it yet. Are you surprised?
Oh, I gave it a good shaking, but nothing rattled. Disappointing!
My daughter e-mailed me this evening to see if I’d received it. When I told her I had but hadn’t opened it yet, she said, "I'm impressed."
I said, "With three days to go, I'm not sure I can wait. My self-control will only stretch so far.”
She said, “You can do it.”