Well, not really. Just what he brings me.
Nothing thrills me more than getting a package! I’m usually at work when the UPS guy drops it off at my door. However, when I expect a package, I cant wait to leave work. I race home, I mean, drive home at a reasonable and prudent speed.
I turn on to my street….. the anticipation builds…….my heart beats a little faster…..approaching the house…..OMG, is it there? Did he come? Just about to turn into the driveway…………and………..yes! A package!
I jump out of the car, run to the front door and cradle it oh so lovingly. My package. My beautiful, little package. I fumble with my key, stumble in to the house and carefully put it in a place of prominence in my studio.
Shortly after that, I usually hear the voice of my loving partner…..exclaiming “Are you gonna shut the garage door, or are we having a give away of all my tools?!”
Oh, come on, that only happened once.
So, why doesn’t she get excited about packages? Sometimes, its stuff she ordered. Why does she leave it outside the door? These are things I ponder.
Her answers: 1) its just a package of things we paid for. If something free shows up, I will be ecstatic! 2) I’m busy and didn’t have time to answer the door, then I just forgot it was there.
Ok, first of all, I have never seen her ecstatic about anything. And two, she works from home, so maybe she is too busy to answer the door. But, come on, its a PACKAGE!
Anyway, I did manage to get her to photograph my package and its contents so I could share them with you. Maybe, you get as excited as I do. Maybe not. Maybe, I need to up my meds and fit in with society. Who knows?
So, here is the picture of my bundle of joy…..I mean package.






