Well, it's official! The wedding announcements are in the mail. Jay and I spent all of yesterday, handwriting over 200 names and addresses, much to the demise of our poor hands, and I sealed them all and took them to the post office not a half hour ago. I really really really wanted to use sealing wax, but the post office people said it could interfere with their machines and it would cost like twice as much for them to be hand sorted, or something. BOO. This really doesn't help my already low opinion of the USPS. Although today was a record low for time spent in the waiting line, for me: < 5 minutes. I don't know about the rest of the world, but EVERYTIME I go to the post office (except today, of course) I end up waiting at least 20 minutes, no matter how few people there are in line. And is it just me, or whenever they must retrieve something from the mysterious back room they walk like they're on a peaceful Sunday stroll, taking in the sweet smell of stamps and enjoying the shiny packing tape. Indeed, I have had so many annoying experiences that I decline to give them too much credit for this accidental expedience, for it is a Saturday and I have a feeling a lot of people don't know that this particular post office is open on Saturdays until noon. Perhaps I have already given away too much and ruined my future chance of swiftness in this Saturday line ever again. Regardless, it will take a lot more than one pleasant experience for them to erase all the harm they have done.
I think the all time classic example of how annoying the post office is takes me back to a time when I wanted to ship my friend a birthday present from the Stanford PO. I told them I wanted it to get there quickly and they said I could have it overnight for some ridiculous amount (on the order of $15- mind you, the present only costed about $30) OR it might get there in 2 to 3 days for $6, but there was no guarantee. Otherwise, I would pay $4 and it would just get there in its own sweet time. What's the point of having you pay more so that it MIGHT get there earlier? Honestly people... I hate government monopolies.
I've notice this blog has turned into a ranting one, which was not my initial purpose. Come to think of it, I have not decided upon a specific purpose for this blog as of yet, but in hopes of convincing any readers that I'm not a complete whiner, I will add one useful thing I learned in a podcast recently. (The knitting cook) If you cry when you cut onions (oh how they cause me to weep), try lighting a candle while you do it. Supposedly it burns the fumes and prevents them from reaching your eyes. I have yet to try it, but I most certainly plan to.
PS 39 days 'til I wed <3