Oh, what my mailman must think.
Eh, who cares … it was Monday – check the mailbox day. I should do it more often but I am addicted to the “it’s like Christmas” feeling I get every Monday on my drive home. Honestly, I would do it less frequently but my mailman has started leaving hate post-its on my door.
What could await me, oil change coupons? 20% off at Bed Bath & Beyond? Indubitably at least 3 political ads and maybe, if I was lucky, I would get Mike *********’s Comcast bill again ( I promise I only hold it up to the light to see through it never open it!) I turn the key and…
High five, my miniature (4 chips) sample can of Pringles FINALLY came. Come to momma, sour cream and onion! I’m not certain how I made it this long without my individual dryer sheet sample packet; seriously considering the switch from “April Fresh” to “Clean Linen” – but want to make an educated decision. The icing on the cake was my free trial edition of Practical Horseman.
I ordered that?!
Embracing my temporary curiosity, I took my treasures (and bills) inside and sat down for a brief delve into an equine state of mind. Check out those pants…Rawr!
After 7 minutes passed I tossed the mag, ate the Pringles and did a load of laundry.
I can hardly keep my patient panties on for next Monday. I am expecting delivery of hand sanitizer samples and am running low on pizza coupons.