I've stood in the post office line,
for half an hour or so, three times
now. What I didn't know was that
it could be quite enjoyable . . .
When you're there for 30 or 45
minutes, you tend to fall into
conversation with those closest
to you. Seems we humans just
can't help ourselves; we'll
probably all die open-mouthed
and spitting words 'til the end!
Yesterday, I carried an old gal's
packages for half an hour. She
was mortified and I made light
of it (pun intended) to put her
at ease. Last year, I actually
fainted when finally reaching
the beginning of the line. So,
didn't want that to happen to
her.
Having made three trips,
I actually get it . . .
'Tis all about getting those
holiday gifts in the mail, on
time. I don't care so much about
that, just want the packages to
get there!!!
I have just one more trip; have
to see if I'm up to it. Now, if
only this could could count as
exercise and I'd lose a pound
or two!!!
get me to the box
mail most fun in december
heres hoping for some
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