My Box o' Death was ready to be mailed! Filled with black tissue paper, some yummy green socks, a note, the leftover yarn with the ball band, and some Perugina chocolate to comfort the mourners, my Priority box sat happily on the passenger seat as I zoomed toward the post office yesterday morning. I zipped into the post office parking lot, turning on two wheels, ala Cruela DeVil, and screeched to a halt only to find a "Closed for Columbus Day" sign on the door. NNnnoooooooooooo!! It can't be!!!!
But wait ... that means no mailman for me today! YES!!! I will live to fight another day!