Oh my! Time flew away while I was busy enjoying the warm days, crisp nights, and colorful leaves. I woke up today and it really is November! It's been raining/snowing/raining/cold/wintry, and I just wasn't ready for that. Oh well, I have started my Christmas shopping and list making. I took down the Halloween stuff and put up the Thanksgiving decor. I'm ready for whatever comes!
One wonderful thing that happened this week... my youngest son got all the pieces and parts delivered yesterday and sometime in the wee hours of the morning, he built his own computer! The best part, he's selling me this one at a great discount, so now I have my own PC again. I'm thrilled!
Warm thoughts going out to all the folks with outside jobs, like my husband. He is one of the dedicated employees of the Post Office who will deliver your mail, no matter what the weather! It is totally worth the price of a stamp to me! I love getting mail... real mail... the kind you hold in your hand. Post cards, letters, packages, fun!
Oh, and while I'm talking about the Post Office, I just have to rant a bit...
I'm heard a lot of comments about packages being destroyed by letter carriers. You would not believe how poorly people wrap packages to be sent through the mail. Please wrap it like it's going to be tossed into a truck, onto a plane, stacked under hundreds of other boxes... not like you're hand-carrying it to Grandma's house in your own car. By the time precious boxes of goodies reach your own letter carrier, they have traveled many miles under rigorous conditions. And please be good to your carriers. My husband has delivered everything from bills and birthday cards to live chicks and the ashes of somebody's loved one. He takes pride in his job. He watches out for the people on his route, especially the elderly. The following quote became part of the USPS 2001 Comprehensive Statement on Postal Operations. It's a creed my husband lives by.
We are mothers and fathers. And sons and daughters. Who every day go about our lives with duty, honor and pride. And neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night, nor the winds of change, nor a nation challenged, will stay us from the swift completion of our appointed rounds. Ever.