I hit the motherlode with packages this week. Waiting for me when I returned from my epic Inca Trail journey was a package from my aunt Bridget that included a book, brownie mix (dark chocolate!), measuring cups (wow, people do read my blog!) and... the anxiously awaited Sports Illustrated baseball preview issue! Yesssss! I immediately opened it up to the NL East to see where my team was predicted to finish. 3rd. Hmmm....
In order to receive a package, you have to actually go to the post office, hand over your package notice, and wait for them to call you to the back, where they will demand to see your passport (the original, a copy will not suffice) and open your package, remove everything and log each item you received. I have no idea why. On Monday, I was only there for 20 minutes to pick up Bridget's package. Wednesday was a different story. I got another package notice, this one from the librarians of Dacula, my favorite librarians in all the land. I had to wait a full hour for my package, but I forgot all about the wait after I saw what they had done for me. Meg (the boss lady) had sent me an email asking for a wishlist, so I sent one, expecting a few things on the list. I got everything on the list and then some. The post office lady just kept pulling things out of the box, until she finally gave up. It was full of peanut m&m's (loads of them!) trail mix, not one but TWO jars of peanut butter, UNO cards, books, crochet patterns, beauty products, lots of travel necessities, chocolate chips for brownie baking (others are very excited about all the brownie baking possibilities) and another baseball magazine (this one says the Braves will finish 2nd. Getting better.) I was in tears, I was so touched. I'm sure my taxi driver on the way home thought I was crazy.
Thank you, thank you, thank you everyone! I send you all electronic hugs.
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