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That's Good to Know!

Some things that are good to know...

1) If you spend $7 for a half-pound of gourmet coffee at Starbucks (to surprise your sweetie) but you accidentally leave it sitting on the counter, they'll probably still be holding it for you when you go back a week later. They did for me!

2) Even if spring is on it's way with 50 degree temps for a week, you can still get 6-12 inches of snow tomorrow. We are.

3) If your mailbox is having trouble staying upright, you'll only get junk mail on the days it is standing. Apparently all the important stuff is saved for the days it topples over. Right now it's standing. Must mean no bills.

4) You can get a ton of stuff accomplished on a day where you are cramped for time (like yesterday), and you can get nothing done on a day that you should have plenty of time (that's today).

5) You order something online and they say it'll take a week to 10 days to get to you, but it comes in two days. You mail something at the USPS and they tell you it probably won't get there for a week to ten days. Unless you want to make that Priority Mail, Ma'am.

Comments

Mary Ellen said…
#4 happens to me ALL the time! I don't get it, but it happens...
Truckin Teeds said…
Hmph...ain't that just the way it goes! :)
Hope your new mailbox lasts longer than the last one!
Unknown said…
I need to remember #5, so true.
Ms. Kathleen said…
I can certainly relate to #2! It snowed here 5 feet the last few days of April. I am praying we don't have a rerun.

Enjoyed your list and what is with the mail anyway?

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