Right now, I have three things hidden in my sock drawer. Item one: a large bag
of left-over Halloween candy. (To clarify, the bag is large, but the candy is
mostly gone. Sad face.) Item two: a box of mini dark chocolate bars from Trader
Joeβs. (Also mostly empty. See a theme here?) Item three: Hmm. Well, in the
interest of decorum, letβs just say there is a three, and I really hope no one
finds it.
These are my secrets. And as a mother of two, with two jobs, two cats, and two
dogs (only one husband, thank goodness), I donβt have many secrets left. My
closet gets raided by my daughter, who is now tall enough to steal my clothes. I
find my shirts balled up in her laundry bin, my jewelry on her bedside table.
She has also been known to rifle through my drawers in the bathroom looking for
makeup, although she is NOT allowed to wear it to school. (And I mean it!)
My kitchen cupboards are regularly pillaged by my 6β4ββ fourteen year-old son.
If I leave a speck of food unattended, itβs gone. I mean, GONE. I stopped buying
ice cream when entire cartons would disappear in two days. Now I only buy raisin
bran and whole wheat bread, because those are the two things he wonβt eat and by
God I need something for breakfast.
I suspect even if you donβt have kids at home, you know how hard it is to keep
your indulgences to yourself. Whether itβs a roommate who knows where you hide
that gorgeous velvet scarf or a husband who takes your People magazine before
you get to read it, you know what Iβm talking about. So you might have resorted
to a little hiding yourself. Itβs not something to be ashamed of, right?
Sometimes we just need a little something secret. Just for us.
As the holidays approach, Iβll be looking for new hiding places. Partly because
I donβt want anyone finding Item Three, above, but also because I am determined
to have some surprises on Christmas morning. So Iβve got two questions for you:
first, what are the secrets youβre hiding from your significant others? And
second, where do you hide the presents?
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