Wrapping 2 small presents and putting them in a box to post. Literally all day. I am still shocked at his ability to take a small task and make out like it’s a huge thing.
This also did involve not being able to find the address he was sending it to for ages (everyone else’s fault), writing 2 cards out, debating if the present tags were ‘nice enough’.
He spend about 30 minutes writing the address on the box after trying to find ‘parcel labels’ which I am not sure we have ever owned.
Now he is currently dashing to the post office before it closes...
I’ve lost my mind....