It's been a crappy day for and I was bummed out on my way home and not looking forward to making dinner and cleaning, generally being a grown-ass woman. I walked in the house and saw a big box sitting on the dining room table and got a little excited. I picked up said box and tested the weight, shook it a little. It seemed substantial and packed. My excitement level goes up. Could this really be my SS gift? No, it can't, this seems like a lot. I must have ordered more crap online and forgot again (I do that sometimes, you know it happens). I try tugging on the tape and it won't budge. Where are my dang scissors?? I knock the box on the floor and can hear so many things bouncing around! Ooh, more excitement! Damn the scissors, I'll use my teeth! I finally get into this wonderful mystery box and find not one or two things wrapped in white paper, but TEN! gasp This can't be! There's notes on a couple with instructions. Grrr... I need to contain myself long enough to read these. Okay okay, read this after opening this, this is a good love story, and another note... now where should I start? I put the card aside and looked at my pile and took a breath to decide....then I just said "screw it!" and tore into my little gifts like a small child on Christmas morning that's had too much sugar and some of Dad's coffee. So many books and stickies, earrings and a bracelet! Oh my goodness! I was afraid if I didn't calm down I'd pee my pants or pass out, or pass out and pee my pants! This was my first Reddit exchange and I'm so overwhelmed and grateful! This was definitely a home run! I can't thank my SS for being so thoughtful and generous. Sara, you my dear, are awesome.