I confess: My suitcase from vacation is still sitting on the floor, opened, and unpacked.
I confess: I am writing this instead of cleaning that up and I'm okay with that.
I confess: I bought my sister a Christmas tree (artificial) for her new apartment and I wasn't sure if she was going to like it. She was texting me as she was opening the Amazon (of course) box, then stopped after she found out it was a tree. I thought maybe she was disappointed, but in the nine minutes of silence, she opened the box, set up, plugged it in, and sent me a photo :) She can be frustrating sometimes (just doing her younger sister duty) but I just love it when I do something for her that she really loves :)
I confess: I still have no want to buy myself a tree.