I thought my shopping and crafting for xmas was all done. Well, technically MINE was done but I guess hubby's wasn't. Last night, hubby had "that tone" in his voice - not the sexy tone, the "I need a favor" tone. He asked if I had "a scarf or two" made up that he could give as gifts to co-workers. (I sometimes stockpile handmade scarves in case last-minute gifts are needed.) So I said yes, but then suddenly he decided he needed to take 3 of my scarves - I only had 4 total in my stockpile as I had recently donated the rest to a women's shelter, so he left me with one scarf. Gee, thanks a lot. Then he was riffling through other stuff looking for a brooch to give to his icky aunt (I had a couple cheap costume brooches on hand also to be used as last-minute gifts and he ransacked those). He sure couldn't be bothered to shop but he can go through my little stockpiles! I guess that's an upside to my hoarding tendencies, I'm like my own little gift store.