Dossier-DONE

Yesterday I stalked the mailbox starting at 11 AM.  Our mailbox is a block from our house.  The mail usually arrives between 12-1 PM.  By 1 PM I was anxious.  By 2 PM I was freaking out.  By 3 PM I was checking every 15 minutes.  By  4 PM I was calling the post office.  The nice man told me my package would arrive, they were just behind schedule.  By 4:25 I was sad.  I knew I would not be able to copy all the documents and get them back to the post office before they closed.

After returning home at 4:25, I turned right around and saw the postal lady pulling up.  I turned the car around (yes, I drove.  I was sick of walking it every time.  Doug got mad at me for using gas... but what can a psycho mom do??).   I ran up to the lady with her arm full of mail and said, "That's my package!"  Sure enough it was.  I asked why she was so late.  She told me she was a sub.  Because they called her in she missed her daughter coming home from the first day of school.

Then I felt bad.  Poor lady.  Can't be angry at her since she missed something important to give me something important.  I thanked her and told her I was sorry she missed her daughter's homecoming.

The documents were here.  Late, but safe.  I finished copying them this morning and mailed them off.  Done.  Now to track the USPS one more time until I know they are in Colorado safely.

Psycho Suzie is returning to normal.  Now comes the wait.  I can handle that right now as I need a breather from the documents craziness.

Moral of the story:  Have patience and never, never curse a postal worker :).