Well, it was mostly a good mail day. I got two back issues of Wild Fibers, from my Yarn Aboard gift subscription from Lorinda. They didn’t just send me the current issue, but the summer issue as well.

And also, my Interweave Knits, which I think is a really nice issue. In particular, I think the cover sweater (The Nantucket Jacket) is beautiful, as is Eunny’s Venezia Pullover. And several other things, too.

I just really like Fall issues so much more than Summer!

The “bad” mail news is that my birthday present still hasn’t come, and time is getting short, you know? And then there’s the mystery factor. When, of course, is it going to arrive, How, and Where? See, when I ordered it, I was told it would be coming direct from Majacraft in New Zealand. Which is great. No problem. And that it would be shipping either last Thursday, or this Thursday . . . but I don’t know which one, though I’m hoping it was last week (grin). But also, since it’s going to need to be signed for, I had them ship it to the office, where there’s always someone to sign for a package. Except, then it occurred to me that, if it gets shipped via the postal system rather than something like UPS or Fedex (or the NZ equivalent), well, there’s a problem.

Because the post office never delivers anything TO our office. We deal with a lot of mail, and so we go to the post office each day to pick it up. Which means that, my box could be sitting there, waiting for our driver to bring it back with him. Or that they might make an exception for an international box and bring it to the office. OR that it might come to the house, regardless of how it’s addressed, because we live in the same town as my office. It’s happened before, that things addressed to either Dad or I has gone to the wrong place. Not often, but it’s happened. And I made a point, last week, of telling our mail carrier (who’s a sweetheart who always pulls her truck over to say hello to Chappy . . . we like her!), so that she could keep an eye out for it . . . just in case she saw it and wanted to drop it off at the house instead of leaving it in the office “pick up” pile. Assuming it’s coming via the post office at all. . . .

No, no. This isn’t complicated at all!! Ultimately, though, it’s not here yet, and my birthday is Monday. And I won’t be at work on Monday, either. (And, oh yeah, left instructions with my boss to CALL ME if it shows up by any chance on Monday. Because I WILL come to get it!) Anyway, I know it’s coming, but I don’t know any of the details. I’m trying to convince myself that the mystery is part of the birthday surprise, but I have to admit that, being a bit of a control freak, I really wish I knew a few more details (grin).

  Speaking of the office, I came back from lunch today to find these at my desk, from the president and his wife. He’s known my Dad for 40 years. (One month longer than I have! Every job he’s had since high school, my Dad has hired him for.) And she’s the oldest (longest, that is) employee at our company, hired 25 years ago. It came with a card commenting that she can’t believe she’s known me since I was 15.

Wasn’t that nice? I mean, once you move past the funeral black? (grin)

Now, tomorrow, Mom and I are making a point of keeping it low-key. No long, tiring shenanigans. We need our energy for the family visit on Sunday. No, we’re just going to go out for some coffee, stop at the grocery store if there’s any last-minute things missing for Sunday dinner, and then come back home to rest. Oh yeah, and to bake a cake. (I wonder what that will be for??)

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