Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “the last piece of mail you received.” Talk about the subject of the last piece of physical mail you received, i.e. a gas bill–talk about gas, not the bill itself. Have fun! Per Linda G. Hill.
I am horrid at mail of any kind. Email and snail correspondence get dusty waiting for me. Especially since we moved into the middle of nowhere. With no house delivery, we used to go to the post office a couple of times a week. We now are lucky when picking it up a couple of times a month.
I have a friend I would love to emulate in her mailing habits. Out of the blue recently I received the above postcard. She wrote a haiku on the back with a nice message of affection. She is the one that sent the present a day for advent. They were things like dollar store bubbles or silly putty. But out here and with the fibro keeping my housebound most of the winter, these were treasures. I felt like a little kid with each gift I opened. I feel the same when I receive a postcard or letter from her.
Not only is this humbling to me, but it also teaches me how little things can make life worth living.
This is my promise in front of the whole internets: I will start writing notes, letters and other types of posts to this friend and others. Even in Spanish if I have to. 😉😎













What a loyal and considerate friend she is.
Yes, she is. I am a lucky person to have that kind of friend.
Indeed.
😊
I’d like to get back to that, too. It’s such a bright spot, getting a happy mail.
I’m an immediate sorter of mail and it makes me a happier person. Bills in the drawer, junk in the trash — I still have papers on my desk, but they’re manageable.
Since we only see the mail once in a week or two sorting is an easy fast job. And I think we get less junk that we used to, making those bright spot bigger! 😀 ❤
Oh my goodness. We get hellamail. I’d be livin in a hoarders nightmare if I didn’t do it daily! lol
I remember when we lived in Reno that our mail was like that, too. Maybe that is a positive for not having daily delivery? The mailman couldn’t even fit all the mail in our apartment mailbox. He’d have to leave a key so we could go to a bigger box. Most of it was junk. Maybe our guys in the post office are throwing that junk away because it won’t fit? Now if only I could figure out how to make that happen in my email! I can’t get through a full day’s without doing bulk deletes. I’m always afraid I will miss personal mail for all the junk that show up. And I do that daily click to send to spam!
Oh I know. What I subscribe to and what I can read in an evening are miles apart.
We had those ‘big boxes with keys’ on post, I’d forgotten that!
I don’t know how you younger people do it and work and family. We didn’t have the extra pressures of the internet when I was raising my family. We had the internet but it wasn’t like since FaceBook and constant personal pressures we have now. I met my husband on a pen pal board on Prodigy! But all of it seemed controlable.
We don’t handle it very well, I don’t think. If you have too much of this, you don’t have enough of real life, and the struggle is real. We’re all trying for balance. Online friends, tho — 30 fabulous friends in an hour? Across a few continents? When do you get that in real life? Never.
You’re right, the struggle is real! But often happy!