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Notes

Several years ago I wanted to do something cool for my wife, so I wrote about a dozen little notes, printed them off and folded them neatly. Then I took them around to a dozen of my friends to ask them to deliver them to Heather for me.

The idea was akin to having flowers delivered, except a dozen personalized flowers showing up randomly throughout the day. At first one of my friends thought maybe Heather and I were having marriage problems, and had to be reassured that everything was great before she would be party to delivering the note. My ideas of what would be really cool aren’t always as cool as I think, and they don’t always work out, but this one worked out nicely: Heather loved it.

The men I gave these notes to delivered them dutifully, no big deal.

However, I found out later that the notes piqued the curiosity of some of the women, and before they delivered them–they read them.

I wasn’t angry; I think I literally laughed out loud when I heard about it. Besides, I hadn’t written anything I would have been mortified to have revealed, and nothing everybody didn’t know already (I think Heather is the greatest, I like being married, etc).

It was a valuable lesson, and unlike most lessons, it was painless.

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