Heading in the right direction.

Today I was on a new mail route, new to me mail route.  I have done this route a few weeks back, but today it seemed brand new, again.

 

It took me longer to find the slot for the letters to go, it was not a natural second nature type tossing, instead it was a hunt and hunt and then hunt some more, trying to remember where their slot was.

 

After 3 ½ hours of hunting, I finally completed three trays of letter, roughly 300 in each.  It is then time to sort packages and try to put them in the order that they will appear as I drive along the route.

 

When I had it all the mail in order of delivery, I went outside to get my car, and saw a flat tire. 

 

I was so grateful I was still in town at the Post Office.  An hour later, with a new tire in place I was ready to begin to find these people in the real world.

 

Oh my gosh, it is such a riot.  In town it is harder than the country, but we can back track easier.  I never found three mailboxes, but am hopeful that I will tomorrow.

 

The house faces the street, but the box can be on a side street, so you are driving on street A, and the address on the mail in your hand is for street B, and the boxes are not all marked, so I rode around some blocks twice and had the mailboxes on the wrong side of the street. 

 

One box I opened today, unbeknownst to me, held a hornet’s nest, I guess that box isn’t used for mail!  My car had a few flying around as I am driving around!

 

When I arrived at a section on the route where there are 9 cluster boxes, the folks gathered around and we all played, ‘find the right slot’…..it became like a game.  I loved how they wanted me to succeed.

 

I was so happy to finally after 4 hours, and only 20 miles, make it back to the post office, and even happier to arrive back home. 

 

As I entered the house, my daughter points out my car is in the driveway “bubble light” is still flashing, going around and around.  This is the second night in a row that I traveled home 20 miles with the light flashing.


I guess it is now a common site, a caddy riding down the road, me looking so thrilled to be heading home, tired but pleased, my car is empty and heading in the right direction!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  1. Carrie Avatar

    Sounds like a tough day. How rewarding to be back at home! Brynn would call your bubble light a “wee-oo” if she saw you. As in “wee-oo, wee-oo” the noise the ambulance, police car etc makes!

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