Outgoing Mail Dilemma!
Usually the mail runs around here no later then noon most of the time so I know that if I have some outgoing mail I need to get it to the mailbox before noon. That is the way it has been for the better part of a year and I have gotten used to it. Now, for the past couple of weeks the mail has been coming early. I mean like before 10 am early. I am like what is going on? Does the mail person not sleep and not go home? I was happily going to get the mop earlier and put out some letters to mail around 10 and I noticed that in my small little mail box some catalogs sticking out. I said to myself, "Oh no! Mail already!" I might have said it aloud since my neighbor gave me a funny look. But, nonetheless, I was not happy about the mail coming at the crack of dawn and me not getting a chance to put my letters out there so I wouldn't have to walk or send someone to the mail box at the post office.
I walked down the steps and grabbed the two catalogs and one survey request letter out of the box and stomped back up the stairs like a two year old who could not get their way. I couldn't believe it. My mom looked at me like I was a two year old and said asked me what was wrong. I was holding the mop in one hand and the mail in the other. I showed her the mail in my hand and she looked like OK, what's the problem? I told her that the mail person came early and I feel like I have to now sleep by the mailbox to get my letters, mostly cards out now. She only laughed at me and said that only I would complain about the mail coming early.
So, around here the dogs in the neighborhood usually bark fiercely when they smell the mail person in the vicinity and in the past I usually thought okay, I have a few minutes before I hear the mail person putting the mail in the box. But, now, I think I have to change my go plan and when I hear the dogs, all the dogs barking at one time and some even howling at the sound of the mail truck I need to be ready with outgoing mail in hand and run, okay, I am not much of a runner, but jog down the steps and get that mail out there. That is my plan in my head at least. Now, in reality I know myself and I know that it won't happen. At least it won't happen much. Maybe it will happen once maybe even twice but not much more then that.
I guess I am stuck today walking up to the post office and depositing the mail in the box in the front of the place. Luckily, the post office is not that far from here. I wish though that they had mailboxes on almost every corner like they did back in the day. I remember when I was growing up it was easy to find one. Although, back then I had nothing to mail except my parents bills every now and then.
It's a nice day and a good day for a short walk and plus I need the exercise. At least that is what I am going to tell myself to get myself off the chair and out of the door.
I walked down the steps and grabbed the two catalogs and one survey request letter out of the box and stomped back up the stairs like a two year old who could not get their way. I couldn't believe it. My mom looked at me like I was a two year old and said asked me what was wrong. I was holding the mop in one hand and the mail in the other. I showed her the mail in my hand and she looked like OK, what's the problem? I told her that the mail person came early and I feel like I have to now sleep by the mailbox to get my letters, mostly cards out now. She only laughed at me and said that only I would complain about the mail coming early.
So, around here the dogs in the neighborhood usually bark fiercely when they smell the mail person in the vicinity and in the past I usually thought okay, I have a few minutes before I hear the mail person putting the mail in the box. But, now, I think I have to change my go plan and when I hear the dogs, all the dogs barking at one time and some even howling at the sound of the mail truck I need to be ready with outgoing mail in hand and run, okay, I am not much of a runner, but jog down the steps and get that mail out there. That is my plan in my head at least. Now, in reality I know myself and I know that it won't happen. At least it won't happen much. Maybe it will happen once maybe even twice but not much more then that.
I guess I am stuck today walking up to the post office and depositing the mail in the box in the front of the place. Luckily, the post office is not that far from here. I wish though that they had mailboxes on almost every corner like they did back in the day. I remember when I was growing up it was easy to find one. Although, back then I had nothing to mail except my parents bills every now and then.
It's a nice day and a good day for a short walk and plus I need the exercise. At least that is what I am going to tell myself to get myself off the chair and out of the door.
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