Inner Dialogue

So, I get a notice from the Inyo post office saying that a package has arrived from Amazon. You know how excited I get about packages from Amazon! However, off hand I couldn’t remember ordering anything recently, so I checked my account just to make sure I wasn’t sleep-shopping (it’s been known to happen). Nope. Last order was in February. Hmmm… Of course, by the time I got the notice, it was too late to get the package since it was Friday afternoon so I had to wait and wonder all weekend. Poor Amazon package, waiting all lonely in the Inyo post office, just wanting to come home, but there was nothing I could do about it, until Monday morning.

I dropped the kids off Monday at the school right by the Post Office and headed over to discover that, low and behold, the PO didn’t open till 8:30! I was too early! Darn it. Since I had a meeting, I couldn’t just hang around, so away I went, away from my lonely Amazon package. So sad, too bad. On my way home around lunch time, I finally managed to rescue the package from the grips of the United States Postal Service, thinking I’ll just wait the 10 minutes until I get home to open it. Well that resolve lasted about as long as it took me to walk to the car. Keys slid nicely through the tape and in a few seconds the contents were released from their cardboard prison.

And who was the mystery sender, I wondered? A glance at the invoice answered my question… Tom, my TA! He really didn’t have to send me anything… but of anything he could have sent, those were great choices, and very timely. Thank you so much for all that you do for me. You are ALWAYS appreciated!!