And So The Story Goes

And so the story goes…

Speaking of being perfectly imperfect…one of us…and she shall remain nameless…found those missing puzzle pieces in the wastebasket stuck to a big piece of wrapping tape…

Apparently one of us…and she still shall remain nameless…wrapped a box to be mailed…on top of the yet to be finished puzzle…taking a couple of pieces along for a ride with the excess packing tape…

How this happened…is a mystery dear Watson…a mystery indeed…
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But imperfectly perfect me once again has a perfectly perfect tiger puzzle…and for that…she is perfectly happy…