I can’t wrap. It’s an art I never mastered and I am sure it is connected to the same ADD tendencies that cause me to literally cry if I have to paint a room. I just do not have the patience to neatly roll out a wall with paint without bursting into tears of frustration, nor the finesse to wrap a tidy gift without bungling the edges or tearing the paper in the process. This lack of patience/focus also manifests itself when rolling a burrito (although the summer before last I was given a great burrito rolling lesson which has improved my skills considerably). It interferes when I have (pathetically) attempted to crochet or knit. Actually, there is a list of manual skills concerning patience and neatness which I do not possess. This is a person who colored outside of the lines in kindergarten. Things haven’t changed much since then.
When someone receives a gift from me, they probably know it is from me without ever having to read the tag on it, because it will resemble a lump. There could be the most incredible, thoughtful or expensive gift underneath that paper, but the outside will be a wad of wrapping and too much tape. I am an adult. It was my assumption that by now this is not supposed to happen, something that would have been outgrown.
Conversely, my youngest sister gift wraps beautifully. Her presents are a delight to see, the colors and bows a sparkling portent of good things inside. Something to be savored and opened carefully. Granted, she spent time working the holidays in a gift store in her youth. But still…..
Here are some gifts my sister dropped off here the other day –
And here is one I gave.
Perhaps a quick workshop/tutorial on The Art of Gift Wrapping would expand my horizons. Something to think about…..maybe a mini-goal for the upcoming year.