I wrapped Christmas presents yesterday. Wrapping presents is a special type of torture. (I believe it's the fifth level of hell in Dante's Inferno).
In Christmases past, I tried to wrap everything in one sitting. Bad idea. Bad effing idea. After the second present, I sacrificed style for speed. My presents looked liked they had been wrapped by a thumbless elf. And, by the time I was done, I felt like I was five minutes away from throwing my back out. I guess my posture suffers when I'm wrestling with gift wrap and oddly-shaped presents.
This year, I planned ahead. I devoted an entire Sunday to wrapping presents. I gathered all the presents, wrapping paper, and supplies in my living room - and then I walked away. I wrapped a few presents - and then I walked away. By bedtime, everything was wrapped and presentable. (Sorry).
Only one gift presented any difficulties. (OMG. I hate myself). I knew I was in trouble when the package arrived:
Given the box's length, I was going to have to overlap sheets of gift wrap. But, I didn't want to use half a roll of gift wrap on a single present. What to do?
I used the remnants from Christmas 2010's gift wrap and created a Gift Wrap Quilt. It's festive, in a tragic sort of way. The silver bow really ties it all together.