This week has been a ridiculous package week and I absolutely love getting packages! My level of enthusiasm would probably be no different if a box came and there was a sole post-it note in it, versus a real live horse stuffed in a box. It’s kinda like eating a four scoop ice cream sunday with Auntie’s homemade hot fudge sauce, chocolate chips, oreo cookie crums, and 27 cherries on top. Yes, it’s that magnificent.
This week I have received a package Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. Not sure what happened to Wednesday but I certainly saved the best for last…although yesterday’s wasn’t as easy as the other ‘left on my doorstep and knock’ packages. This one involved jumping out of bed at 945 with one eye still sleeping, and looking out the window only to realize that my FedEx man was driving away with my package… the one that was supposed to be on my doorstep! I threw on a sweatshirt, scaled three flights of steps, threw the car into drive and flew around the corner to see if I could find him. I lost him, but I certainly wasn’t going to give up that easily. I sped up and down the streets of Bethesda and finally found him just as he parked and took a big stack of packages into another building. All stealth like, I parked my car across the street and waited for him to come out…he had to come out eventually and I would be right there, sneak attack him, and throw down for my package. I was ready. So he came out and yada yada, I finally got my box.
Not sure if you know what it means…but trust me, a box from here is always a good thing.
Here she be, my prized possession:
And right before I left work yesterday my old manager showed up with this bag of boxes for me…no they aren’t all for me, just a couple :)
So… if you have any sweet packages….feel free to send em’ my way
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