Moose Mail

I give so much credit to the postal service.  I will never understand how a letter from Pennsylvania can successfully make it to what was the house where G and I lived in Australia last year.  How does that happen?  It amazes me more than the internet because it's humans actually performing the actions.  I want an inside look into the system because do they physically distribute the mail based on nearby locations of where other mail is going?  Do they have a machine that reads the addresses on the front?*  I need to meet a postal worker, asap.  I'm a huge fan of sending things via mail if you haven't figured that out yet.  I think it's one of the most thoughtful things you can do.  Something about holding a card in your hands just makes you realize that it took effort to hand write their name inside, or address the envelope.  I usually give the sender far less credit if they use a type up, print out version of addressing, but whatever they still had to put it in a mailbox.

My friend Moose even mailed me a birthday card to Sydney and there were so many errors on the envelope I'm surprised they let it pass through customs.  I wish I would have saved the envelope and taken a picture.  From what I remember, he spelled Australia wrong, he had no return address listed, the stamp was closer to the middle than the corner (the cheapest stamp you can get, no international stamp for this guy) and he mixed up my zipcode. I feel that card should have been confiscated at some point in between destinations.  However, was I bothered with all those errors he made?  No, of course not.  I was very confused, yes.  But overall, I was so pumped he took the time to mail me a card when he could have just emailed me something.  Which would have also been thoughtful (this is for the people who only emailed me on my birthday when I was in Sydney, TOM)...

G opened our little mailbox today in our apartment lobby and you would have thought I won the lottery by my reaction.  There was a card from my cousin with some frond bracelets (long story) she told me she was going to send me.  It was awesome even though I was somewhat expecting them to come because she told me she was going to send them.  Sometimes people forget, you know?  I didn't want to get my hopes up.  But I definitely did so when I saw they arrived I yelled "OH MY FRONDS!!!!!"  And proceeded to open up the envelope in the crammed elevator (I'm impatient), not paying attention to anything else until Genna pointed out I was getting off on the wrong floor.  Nice.

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*Literally things that keep me up at night.