My wife was sleeping, so I thought, when I went to bed shortly after 11 p.m. on Christmas Eve.
My feeling of smugness ("I bet she didn't hear me tip toe into the livingroom with her stocking - stuffed to the nines.") lasted about 60 seconds. I quickly dropped into a deep sleep.
A phone call woke me up, and while slowly navigating the house and chatting on the phone I spied two stockings where I'd left one the night before.
Oh, she's sneaky, I thought.
Merry Christmas to all.
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