On Friday I mailed a padded envelope to my daughter in West Lafayette. Enclosed were two pieces of mail that had arrived for her at our address, four Walmart gift cards to use toward groceries, and a Halloween card I made for her.
Today she thanked me for the card and other items. I assumed that maybe she had forgotten to thank me for everything when we talked on the phone Monday or Tuesday.
No. She had just received the the package in the mail today.
West Lafayette is approximately 175 miles from our house in the western suburbs of Chicago. I can drive there in just under three hours. If I had to, I feel fairly confident that I could walk from our home to M's apartment in less time than the five full days it took the USPS to deliver one small piece of mail.
Sadly, M told me that she had made and mailed a Halloween card to me and her father last Tuesday. We never received it. : /
Funny, the USPS seems to have no problems delivering my junk mail and bills.
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