oops at the post office

I had a little problem at the post office yesterday and that reminded me of a story I could tell......since I love telling stories :)

Before I begin my story....let me tell what happened yesterday.

It's no secret that I'm overwhelmed right now....but true be told even if I wasn't injured...I would still be stressed and overwhelmed.  It's who I am :)  and 90% of the time I do it to myself.

So, yesterday I took 140 Christmas cards to the post office (I'm still not done).....and instead of going in...I drove up to the blue box and dumped them in........except...... the very last card landed in my lap and it did not have a stamp.   Holy cow...did that mean all my cards didn't have stamps?  I didn't know..... I had some help.  So..... I drove home as fast as I could to get my Business Line card....drove back to the post office.  Walked right up to the business line......Thank God Suzanne was working the window and she knows me!!!  I told her I didn't think my cards had postage...since that one landed on my lap and it did not.   
So, she had some guy walk out there......dug through the box for me and as it turns out the only card that didn't have postage was the one that landed on my lap.   Isn't that just amazing?  I say God was watching out for me and made that card land in my lap!!

So, that got me to thinking about another mishap that happened at that very same blue box about 8 or 9 years ago.

I was the Yearbook chairperson for the elementary school.  And the deadline for certain parts of it were due around the holidays (closer to Thanksgiving ....I think).  So I'm digging my heels in ...working on the yearbook ....deadline is on Monday....it's Sunday and what do I do?  I fall up the stairs and break my finger :O    (yes I fell up the stairs!!)


Here's the low down... I'm headed up the stairs with my arms loaded with stuff ...remember I was working on the yearbook ... and I tripped.....not sure which item broke my finger...I think it was the clipboard.  (I also think my toe got stuck in my pj's but we'll never know...it happened so fast.)

It was a sight to see!!!   of course Dave was out of town...I was in my pjs.....  My finger is killing me....swollen and purple....so  I run outside to my neighbors for help.   Not my brightest moment....oh well water under the bridge.

So, now we fast forward to what happens a few days later.
I have a splint thing on my pinkie finger ....and I need to mail an envelope....so I drove up to the blue box ....went to put the envelope in the box and I dropped it on the ground....(it's not easy with that splint thing)......so I get out and pick up the envelope and I raise up and hit my head on the box.  It hurt like no other....of course I said that about breaking my finger too....but seriously it hurt so bad everything went black and I couldn't see straight.  Some how I get back into my car...now picture this...I'm driving with my right hand...my left hand with the splint is holding on my head .....because the pain was unbearable.  Who knows if anyone saw me hit my head or holding my head as I'm driving...if they did they must have laughed really hard....I'm I looked like Lucille Ball or the Three Stooges ....except.... I really was hurt!

As you can see I lived to tell the story ....but that month was a real doozy!!


I wonder if all those hours of watching the Three Stooges rubbed off on me :)

See ya later!