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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Scribbles and Scrambles - Dang! Apparently I Don't Get Out Much!

I had to overnight a package for my office today. I'm still suffering from the sticker shock.

Keep in mind that I rarely send packages. I'll save things up so I can hand deliver them if need be.

Several years ago Rob worked on a lake-side vacation home for a week in a neighboring state. He forgot half of his luggage. He called wondering if I could UPS it to him. I checked into it and discovered it would cost forty-five bucks. Hello! So he bought new underwear and a pair of shorts and some contact lens solution for thirty.

Anyhoo. Back to the future. So I drive the package to an official UPS drop off station to save the office the pick-up fee. The guy measures the very small package, weighs it, promises it will arrive at 8:30 a.m. in Texas and gives me a total. Eighty-eight bucks.

Oh my!

1 comment:

Janet Rubin said...

That's an outrage. Crazy. At least it wasn't YOUR money! I very rarely mail packages either... I just like to get them.