The first time I went, the day I got the little brown notification, my package was still out on the road. The next two times I went, the post office was closed, b/c the the post office in Ashland closes for an extra long two hour lunch.
Fast forward to today...I got up nice and early with a list of errands to do all before nap time and the post office was top on my list. Not only did I still have to pick up my registered mail, but now I had an arm full of packages that needed to be shipped to California before I have this baby.
Today, I went armed. I was not going to repeat last year, or the other day, when she ran wild while I held my place in line. I strapped her in the stroller, waltz through the door only to fine the line almost out on the street. I picked up 2 large flat rate shipping boxes, and one roll of packing tape, b/c if you read my blog you know that though I buy a roll every time I ship a package, I don't know where any of them are. I found a little unoccupied space for my two boxes that needed to be put together, my bag of presents, and my stroller. While I wrestled to unravel my arm from the now wasted piece of packing that was attached to me instead of my box, the Little had wiggled herself free from the stroller due to the poor buckling job I had done and was now standing up...jumping. I gently whispered some kind of threatening instruction and got back to wrestling with the tape and boxes.
When I finished packing, I went to jump in line and wouldn't you know, it magically cleared, and I was able to walk right up to the counter....
I wish... the line was longer now.
I precariously balanced the packed boxes and the tape on top of the stroller, which I had already dropped once. After I dropped it a second time, a kind lady in front of us pointed out that Libby was loosing a boot....why do the shoes always fall off at the post office?
I got the boots back on,
almost our turn,
then Libs decides it's time to get out of the stroller again.
Okay, let me wrap this up....
I paid for my boxes managed not to drop them again, but dropped my registered package several times.
By the time the man handed me my receipt, the Little was screaming "hold the mama, hold the mama"
I looked at the line that now really was out the door, realized that they were all staring at us, curtsied and got the heck out of there.
I laughed when I got to the car....I really couldn't make this stuff up. I really didn't, it happened just like that.
Three hours later I think I finally made it out of parking spot.
Grace and Peace
5 comments:
Cracking up. Only b/c we had a similar experience today.
What is it about you and that Post Office? I hope the parcel you had to collect was worth all the hassle.
Glad the Post Office trip was so much fun, well worth the extra for Signed For!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I've been with you to the post office last year, I believe every word...
Mental note to self, 'never post anything to Carly'... must stick to emailing Birthday & Christmas cards and depositing money in banks online!!!
Literally laughing out loud!!! :) Thank you for making me smile. This is one of the very reasons why I never go there. However, we do have many packages that need to be shipped, but that need to wait until next week so we can then afford to do that! HAHA. Love you.
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