I mentioned to my SS that I was a puzzle addict, and as I opened two boxes of Secret Santa awesomeness, I found not one, not two, but THREE puzzle-a-day calendars. I was scanning over them with visions of completed Sudokus dancing in my head, when I noticed the packaging slip and one more item in a black box, hiding like a ninja.

I read the packaging note, which included a mention of how my SS couldn't go anywhere without his Kindle, and a couple humble suggestions for some new reads. Still embarrassingly oblivious to what was in that black box (I'd been sick, worked way too late last night when the overnight aide for my 83-year-old dementia patient didn't show, had just finished one of the longest weeks of my life, and I'd slept all day like a hibernating bear -- I'll use that as my excuse for being completely daft), I skimmed the packing list again.

A Kindle? Excuse me? This is a mistake, surely. A Kindle is one of those things I've never asked for, but have been increasingly aware that I would benefit greatly by owning one. I was still in complete denial that this was actually a gift for me. I come from a well-meaning yet snarky family, and expected to find a fake library card inside the Kindle box. (I still would have found that funny)

But no. AN ACTUAL FREAKING KINDLE. HOLY CRAP.

I sent a text to a friend immediately asking them IF THIS WAS EVEN POSSIBLE. There were many "OMG HOLY SHIT"s exchanged between us.

Then I downloaded some Truman Capote, "Ready Player One" (the first of two books suggested by my SS) and GOT MY READ ON.

Thank you SO MUCH!! This was TOTALLY unexpected... I still can't believe it. Leave it to an awesome redditor to find a perfect and EXTREMELY generous gift... and I'm also now absolutely guaranteed to work out my brain every day of 2014!

Now, excuse me while I keep pinching myself to figure out if I'm still actually dreaming. :)