Just this weekend I was reminiscing about writing letters by hand to my friends and boyfriends and getting them in return. I found a box of old paraphernalia (while searching for incriminating photos of classmates for Facebook). In amongst diaries, newspaper clippings, and photos, I found packs of letters bound in ribbons. Yes, I had saved letters written to me from 4 special boyfriends. It made me wish that email was obsolete and we still wrote letters to one another.
Today, I went to my mailbox to see what bills were in store for me. I do look forward to getting catalogs and magazines, but mostly I get bills nowadays. To my surprise there was A LOT of mail in my humble little box. I was a bit excited and wondered what the occasion was. As I flipped happily through my pile, I realized that 4 were cards! After opening them I realized that those 4 were Christmas cards. Thinking it was impossible that 4 of my friends had procrastinated the same amount of time(2 months) to mail out their holiday cards, I looked at the postmark. They were all marked December 17th.
My dear Post Office, December 17th? It is February 23rd! Where have these cards been sitting? Did I not wave to my delivery person one day and he took that as an offense and hid the cards in the trunk of his vehicle? Was a disgruntled employee playing a holiday prank? Did they get lost in the Post Office, for example, under a rug?
All I know is that tomorrow, when I arrive at the Post Office with my envelopes, I expect some answers. And if you could apologize by giving me a few free books of stamps, I would appreciate that too. Then maybe I could afford to send my friends some real mail. However, if I need my friends to get information sooner than later, I will send them an email.