I have been having post office drama for the last few weeks. It’s as if the postal service has boycotted my life. They must have known that I am trying to de-stress my life and thought to themselves this must not happen. Amanda must stay in a stressed attitude, “Let’s mess with her”.
First off my once again wonderful husband purchased a book for me from Amazon. I have been so excited about getting this book. Yet amazon, or the person selling on Amazon decided three weeks before shipping was, in their words, “In record time and before excepted.” The other item I have been waiting for was my phone. Not just any phone but my new iphone5, which my husband pre ordered for me. My husband, received his iphone5 five days before I received mine. Did you know that UPS does not let you pick it up after business hours? My phone missed its flight one day, then I was at my son’s karate test the other day, which happened to be a Saturday. That meant I had to wait till Monday to get it. Which “could” be delivered between 9am-9pm. I woke up and ate breakfast by the door in anticipation. I cleared my whole schedule for the day to be home. My phone was attempted to be delivered on Sat at 9am. So I thought that might be the time it would be delivered on Monday. 9:15 came around and I really needed to use the bathroom and still no phone. I hurried up did my thang and rang out straight to the door to check for a missed tag. Nope nothing. Around 12pm I had to bring my son to school and I went straight there and straight back. Still nothing. I felt as if I was being held hostage in my own home my UPS. My husband got to the house around 3:30 just in time for us to play tag team and I could go get the other boys. By the time I got home at 4:30, still NOTHING. I started to check the tracking at 5pm when I heard the truck pull up. By this time I was more irritated at getting my phone and all it took to get it. Yet, it was worth it all. I haven’t had a smart phone in two years since I smashed my EVO. It feels so great to be in the functioning world again.
If that was my only postal drama that would be great. Let’s go back to that book that was ordered and what seemed as if it would never get here. Once it was shipped it seemed to take forever to get here. About few weeks into ordering it a key appeared in my mail box. It’s my son’s job to get the mail but, since I wanted this book I was checking it everyday. I was so elated to see that key. I took it out, found the box, and opened it. Guess what was inside? Another KEY. I laughed it off, our post person must have such a humor and then opened the other box. But, the other box wouldn’t open, not even a little, Not even with pliers. That was probably not legal but, at this time I didn’t care. I put the key back in my box with a sad face sticky note explaining the problem. Next day, still there. So I put the key in the out mall box. That worked and the next day I finally got my book.
The good thing is that this week was not a waste. I finished two paintings I have been working on. I’m going to enter them into a Bohemian art show. Check them out below. I hope you have been having an amazing life and fulfilling your dreams along the way.
Till next time