So I come home today and I find an Amazon box. It wasn't my Heart Monitor I had ordered for running as that just shipped, so I knew it was either a mistake or a gift. Well, it was a gift either way. It was a gift. A book. From my Dad and step-mother, Susan. The book is called Walking on Eggshells: Navigating the Delicate Relationship between Adult Children and Parents. That's fine. Parents send their kids books all the time. The book apparently has gotten good reviews.
It was the note that they wrote in the text box that came written on the packing slip. (Clears throat)
Susan met Isay yesterday (the author) and thought she was so good that we are giving this to some of our friends who have real issues, but thought we could all learn something. Love, J&S
Okay, so it's obvious that this book was sent as a gift to more than just me. I don't know much about this whole family psychology thing, but something tells me that if you're sending a book like this to your adult children you probably don't want to tell them you're doing it because they have "real issues." But that's just me.
It did make for a good laugh. And yes, I'll read the book. Hope everyone's Wednesday is going swimmingly.