Packages

It's break.  So I am not subbing in that classroom...and I am drastically bored. 

Always at this time of being bored, while the babe is sleeping, I feel like something needs to come my way.  Something to give me something to think about, or whatever. 

Then, that big ole UPS truck comes rumbling down the quiet street....and you secretly hope it's for you.  Then, she walks out of the truck and is heading to your door, and you run excitedly because it's your package. 

I tell her "thank you" with the biggest smile on my face, and I run back inside and tear open the box.  It was from my MAMA!  I love packages!  I don't care what's inside.  Give me books, paper, candy, whatever it is...I just love it! 

I also feel the same way about mail.  Any kind of mail for me makes me happy!  I'll take that magazine that comes once a month, or the advertisements from Ulta.  It keeps me busy.  It gives me something to look at! 

So with this short ridiculous rant....Thanks mama! and UPS worker, for making my week!