Do you guys want to know something? I had absolutely no tea yesterday. None. And I thought to myself, you know what, self? Sometimes I’m just not in the mood for tea, you know? Sometimes I just want something else.
And when I took my first few sips of my tea this morning, I could almost feel its warmth reach way, way down deep into my soul and say “it’s ok, my dear. I’ve been an idiot before too, but you can learn from your mistakes.” and all was well with the world again.
I mean, I know there are legitimately times when I’m not in the mood for tea; when I need a break, or when it somehow never tastes the way it should. But yesterday I was plain lazy. Didn’t want to make, you know, the long drive to the kitchen from the living room to get a pot started. Actually, what was preoccupying me so much yesterday was the anticipation of receiving my h and s order. The UPS site said it was supposed to be delivered on Wednesday, but when I got home on Wednesday, Mr. Keychange gave me the devastating news that it hadn’t yet arrived. Sleeping with a heavy heart that night (is this dramatic enough?), I constantly dreamt that the UPS guy was ringing our doorbell, but that my limbs were too leaden to do anything but stay put (kind of like how you can’t run when you’re being chased in your dreams); that I got a call from the UPS woman telling me that they couldn’t deliver my package because it required a signature and no one was home. It was awful, not just because it reaffirmed that I obviously have a problem, but because I slept so fitfully as a result of it, and i’d already not been getting enough sleep. So anyway, I sat in my living room yesterday, making sure the volume on my speakers was turned way down so that I could hear a UPS truck rumble down the road. 3:00, 3:30, 4:00…I had a work Christmas party to attend, but so help me God I was not going to hop in the shower and risk missing the delivery. Then i heard it. The sweet, low rumble of a truck. Oh let it be him!
And I stood in the vestibule of our building, one hand hovering over the door knob in case he did ring the bell and want a signature, and the other poised just above my mail box slot, ready to either get my package or that sneaky slip saying they tried to deliver it but I wasn’t there (because yes, yes I was there!). Sure enough, this huge box comes sliding through, and like a good delivering doctor, I wrapped my hands around that precious baby and pulled it into my arms! I think the UPS guy must have been a little weirded out by the fact that he literally fed the package through the mailbox only to have it yanked clear out of his hands, but whatever. Package is mine now, baby! oh yeah!
I haven’t opened it yet. I want to savour this moment. Make it last. Think of a really, really good time to open it.
Please, please reply and tell me you’re this crazy, too? Maybe? Just a little?
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yup! but they catch me looking out the window, but then it takes me ages to get down our stupid stairs. =0\
Well I’m in good company, then!!
I used to be this way.For me, I found it wore off after a few years. I miss those days!
Hey, well that might be a good sign then! Maybe I won’t always be this preoccupied. But I know what you mean about missing those days: when I read about how amazed someone is to, say, have discovered Butiki, I remember how I felt first discovering it too, and wish I could have that first time back again.
Lol. I’m like you. I ran one day to the mailbox in pyjamas. It wasn’t too long ago so it was not warm. Basically the tracking said it was delivered but I didn’t have it. I had been checking all day the no update so had given up. Then I checked one more time, just before bed, and it said “delivered”. Out I went, RAN to the box, in my pyjamas. I felt a little crazy.
i totally understand this feeling, and also how good it feels when you come back to it and love it that much more for having been gone a while. for sure.
Oooh, I cant wait to see what you think of the H&S teas. Glad it arrived!
Ifjuly and nxtdoor, I’m so, so relieved to know it isn’t only me! and rosehips, I can’t wait to break into that box either!
lol ;-)
yup! but they catch me looking out the window, but then it takes me ages to get down our stupid stairs. =0\
Well I’m in good company, then!!
I used to be this way.For me, I found it wore off after a few years. I miss those days!
Hey, well that might be a good sign then! Maybe I won’t always be this preoccupied. But I know what you mean about missing those days: when I read about how amazed someone is to, say, have discovered Butiki, I remember how I felt first discovering it too, and wish I could have that first time back again.
Lol. I’m like you. I ran one day to the mailbox in pyjamas. It wasn’t too long ago so it was not warm. Basically the tracking said it was delivered but I didn’t have it. I had been checking all day the no update so had given up. Then I checked one more time, just before bed, and it said “delivered”. Out I went, RAN to the box, in my pyjamas. I felt a little crazy.
i totally understand this feeling, and also how good it feels when you come back to it and love it that much more for having been gone a while. for sure.
Oooh, I cant wait to see what you think of the H&S teas. Glad it arrived!
Ifjuly and nxtdoor, I’m so, so relieved to know it isn’t only me! and rosehips, I can’t wait to break into that box either!