The mail came today and my mailbox was leaning with the weight of all the catalogs contained within. Lawdy, lawdy, I was amazed. After getting the wheelbarrow to bring in no less than 1900 catalogs and various pieces of other mail, I made a pot of coffee and settled down to peruse my stash. 7 catalogs from different places that sell shoes. 3 toy catalogs, 9 catalogs that sell clothes, 3 different catalogs from the same store, 1 jewelry catalog, 1 catalog that sells pajamas (for $50 apiece those suckers better be made out of gold), 3 selling food baskets and/or flowers, 2 that sell unique items (omg.... I just looked in one of them and found an ornament that says, "She is too fond of books, and it has addled her brain."......so THAT'S what's wrong with me!), 1 that sells dishes, 1 selling misc. items, 1 selling dolls that look like your child (kinda spooky, me thinks), 1 natural food catalog and a partridge in a pear tree.
This time of year is when my house gets out of control. I save these books for "when I have time" to look at them and pretty soon I've got the equivalent of the national forest in paper products. Sigh. I know I shouldn't complain because it IS easier for me to order things rather than go to the ...... shudder......mall. But, anymore, there are just TOO MANY choices. And I also know that if I throw them out, I will find that I just HAVE TO HAVE an item that was featured in one of them. You know I'm right.
The various other pieces of mail consisted of 1 bill, 3 offers of life insurance in case I croak before I get my loan paid off (but they won't say how much this is going to cost me....they want MY PHONE NUMBER so they can call me. HA, not on your sweet bippy) and the rest were requests for donations, none from places I'd heard of before. Oh, and a thank you and receipt for my recent TOYS FOR TOTS donation.
Not because my daughter used to be a mail carrier, but my heart really DOES go out to them this time of year......especially the ones who have a walk route. Your back-breaking work IS appreciated, even if your boss doesn't acknowledge it. Honest.