Lately it seems like when one task or problem is completed it leads to another one. Sunday had packages to mail to California so Lisa, my chauffeur and oneeya, truly my road dog, rode with me to the post office. You know that advertisement the USPS has about the Priority Mail, " If it fits we ship"? Well I did my part and made it fit but when I tried the ship step, I almost broke my arm trying to open the damn box. It was full and I was standing there thinking, " If it fits, could mean a muscle may rip." Well it did mean we had to go to another post office and I had a sore arm to remember it!
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