Yes, I missed yesterday. Or was uninspired. A word that covers a lot of days these days. Agree?
One funny aspect of WFH and week 4 is how I have begun to notice, and enjoy, the delivery of the mail. I remember previously there would be conversations like, "Did anyone get the mail in?" or "Did you see the mail, I was looking for..."
No longer.
I'm excited as a puppy for the mail carrier to arrive. It breaks the monotony of the day -- ours comes in the early afternoon -- 2ish. You can see the little van-like vehicle parked down the block and hear her (ours is currently a her) steps on the porch as she delivers.
Admission: some days it's a bummer -- junk mail. It is concerning how many companies, mostly airlines but sometimes Capitol One, want to give one of us in the household a new credit card at almost no interest. I thought the banking and credit system had tightened after the Great Recession. Not if they are sending us open-ended requests!
But then there are the good days: some days a box or soft pack comes from a subscription service! For instance, yesterday it was Birchbox (which wasn't for me, but still...). Those days the arrival of the mail, and gathering of it, is a moment of excitement in days lacking anything else to look forward to.
Since I keep seeing people talking about "the big picture," maybe this is an effect of this pandemic -- we will again appreciate the whole mail delivery thing. The people and technology involved.
Just as we should better appreciate those who work at pharmacies and grocery stores. Especially the stockers. God bless them!
But today I await the mail, again. Tail wagging.
PS. It's only a matter of time before I spend one of these rhapsodizing about streaming service drops. :)
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