So, I hope none of you dragged your achey, cold-ridden body off the couch and drove with your two children to the post office today to mail your sister a copy of the West Wing episode she missed last night because you know what it’s like to miss an episode of the West Wing right in the middle of an election season, then dragged your sleeping kids from the car into the Seattle rain and up to the post office doors to mail the package.
Because it’s Columbus Day and they’re CLOSED. Yippee! He “discovered” America. BIG FAT HAIRY DEAL!
Why didn’t my husband get the day off to stay home and nurse me back to health? The only thing that will make me feel better about this is if some postal worker stayed home today to pass tissues to his wife while caring for his lovely-but-spastic children and their eating-disordered fish.
If you are that postal worker, please come talk to me after class.
At least I get to laugh about your sad-but-funny story. That’s something, isn’t it? 🙂
Man, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you lose your mind. Thanks anyway! And by the way, no stink yet from the diaper champ. 🙂
Sorry you’re so sick. Happy Canadian Thanksgiving too!!