"I really dislike our Elf. Second night of season and already forgot to move him. #parentfail"
I posted this on Facebook earlier this week and the response was incredible. One friend responded that I'm probably mad because I did not think of the idea first. While she might be onto something, that is besides the point. This damn Elf just plain drives me insane.
My frustration has nothing to do with all of the creative displays people are doing with their Elves, or the, um, strange predicaments they put them in. It is simply based on the fact that my wife and I forget to move the damn thing more times then not. And then we spend the next morning coming up with excuses why he did not move. He is around for 24 nights and for me that is 24 too many. We do not even do anything elaborate with our Elf. We just move him from one location to another, but even that causes more stress then it should.
My post prompted alot of, um, helpful suggestions: excuses we could use to help explain his lack of mobility, ideas for new Elf locations. A couple friends even suggested I set an alarm each night at 9:45 to remind me to move the Elf.
Unfortunately, that timer conflicts with my long standing alarm that reminds me to steal a piece of the girls' Halloween candy, grab another beer, collapse on the couch, watch a TV show that I like, and celebrate all of my "angels" being asleep.
Ironically, my post about the Elf also generated the interest of a producer at HLN's News Now. Tune in today at 3pm to hear the discussion ...
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