Delayed Gratification

I have a problem with delayed gratification. I get very excited about little things and have a hard time not dipping into the obsessive thought place. When there is a secret I am not privy to, I take part in a lot of speculation, rapid-fire questions, and shaking of boxes. I don't really want to ruin a surprise...but I like to take part in the sport of trying to figure it out. Dave knows this and uses it to his enjoyment. He always has a secret that he's telling me he's not telling me.

Today brought a new twist on this bit of immaturity that is my life. Dave got two boxes in the mail today and I'm not going to know what is in them for a week! His birthday is tomorrow. He's away until Friday. I leave Wednesday and come back Monday. Oh, the torture.