Cause I just finished indulging in one of my favorite pastimes... mailing some bills. But first I had to get into that totally packed parking lot. And buy three stamps.. but no, not from the machine that wouldn't eat my dollar. Instead I had to go inside the whatever- you-call-it room and wait in line. But it was short, way shorter than I expected.. and now I'm expecting to find my Why can't I ever find it when I need it? book of stamps, and I'm glad the postwoman didn't ask me if I wanted to buy a book, because I was ready to say, "No Thanks." I have a book somewhere, and as soon as I leave, I'm going straight home to find it.
You see, people like me are just glad to get those bills out of the house, and they can be located anywhere in the house, in the most unlikely place.. in the house. But I am so glad they are no longer in my house. But at last taking a journey to make me bill free for one more month and me happily waiting to do it all over again. Heh! Heh!



I can never, ever find my stamps. Ever.
Posted by: Retro Girl | December 02, 2004 at 01:38 PM
I have trouble finding my stamps and I HATE going to the post office. I usually try to con someone else to go for me but that doesn't always work.
Posted by: Brooke | December 07, 2004 at 08:51 AM