We must have had a substitute mail carrier today, because our regular one knows to leave packages next door if they don't fit into my box. I found the little slip in my box, and had to run into the post office to pick them up.
Yay. The post office. My favorite place.
When I got there, there was a line nearly out the door and only one clerk. I thought for a moment I'd wandered into Wal-Mart by mistake. Not only that, it seems like every single person in line wanted a million things done. One lady had 8 boxes to mail. Another one wanted 70 cent stamps with pictures of a heart on them. One needed a passport. Oh, boy...
A few deep breaths and a "Thank you, God, for a lesson in patience" later, I finally got to the front of the line. I took my package, thanked the clerk -- it wasn't her fault after all--, decided I really did have enough milk to last another day, and went home.
I tell ya, it was worth the wait. I love these boots. They are Skecher's Memory Foam work boots. I tried them on, and once I get them broken in, they'll be my new favorite boots ever.
On the house hunting front, my phone has been leaving me a pop up asking for my voice mail password, yet telling me I didn't have any voice mails. The other conundrum was that I didn't remember ever setting up a password, so I didn't know what to enter there. I tried a few thing, and nothing worked. This evening, I finally got annoyed enough to google how to fix it. Woo hoo! Dafault password entered, and sure enough, there was a voice mail from the realtor, left 6 days ago. I guess I'll call after work tomorrow and discuss things with her.
It's a start.
Finally, there has been knitting going on, though it's taken a back seat to spinning this last week.
Still, it's coming along. Slowly but surely.
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