My wife and I get along like peas and carrots... she's the realist, I'm the dreamer. She's gifted with common sense, logistical thought... I'm, well, just gifted.
Anyway, so as Valentine's Day approached, we both agreed, as we have now for many V-Day's, not to get each other anything. We've been married ten years. You come to realize that buying roses truly is a waste of money (especially when your wife completely believes that).
But this year, I wanted to do something special, you know, thoughtful, without really spending money. So I decide to do a Valentine's scavenger hunt, you know, where one clue leads to the next and so on...
Jim, Micah, don't say anything. I know can guess where this is going.
You've probably seen this done before on TV or movies (especially Hallmark or romantic comedies). The girl finds a note, it tells her to go here, then there, and eventually leads to an engagement ring or a long lost love or whatever. My wife loves those movies, so I figured she'd get the point.
She gets up and goes to the shower, then once the door closes, I go to work. I make sure the clues are in place, then get the starter note ready. When she comes out, I hand her the first little note and say happy Valentine's day and then rush away.
*cue Mission: Impossible theme*
Ten minutes passed. I figured she's halfway through by now. Alas, that was not the case.
She walks into the living room. She looks at me and she can tell I'm puzzled. "Oh, you wanted me to do that now?" she asks. The first clue basically says go where you start your day. This was supposed to be the easy one. She thinks she starts her day in the living room where she watches the Early Show. I shake my head 'no.' Then she asks, "the shower?" I again give a negative response. *oh my gravy,* I'm thinking by this point. And this is only the first clue.
I pretty much have to take her to the first clue which is of course at her side of the bed, next to where her feet hit the floor when she gets up. Even then, she appears confused. I tell her it's under the bed. You have to bend over and pick it up. Geez.
Ok, second clue she gets and goes straight there. Until the final clue, however, this is the only one she gets by herself. I pretty much have to guide her through. In fact, the clue that tells her to go "where she bakes", she walks in to the kitchen and says, "Ok, I know it's in here, just tell me where the clue is."
While I can tell she appreciates the gesture, she does not have the personality for this sort of thing. She's the kind of girl who, while we were dating, told me I wasted money when I bought her some earrings as a gift. I haven't bought her jewelry (besides our wedding gear) since then.
But I'm not bashing her. After all, this is the same woman who will come storming in to the living room while I'm watching the same tired movie for the umpteenth time and exclaim, "What are you doing? There's a football game on. Change the channel!"
So my point to you all? When it comes to Valentine's Day...
YMMV
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