Remember when going to the mailbox was exciting? When I was a teenager I had pen pals and magazine subscriptions and I belonged to a cd of the month club so the mailbox was often a source for great surprises.
These days my magazines come from the library, music is downloaded from Amazon and no one ever sends a letter. My mailbox is stuffed with credit card offers, political harassments and bills.
But not yesterday. Look at what I scored yesterday! Really good coupons from Kroger, a cd that I’ve been looking forward to hearing, a product that my fella sent me AND a one dollar bill.
All just for being me. How fun is that?