Tuesday, October 30, 2007
One of my least favorite things to do is buy stamps. You may be thinking, "what is so complicated about that?" And that is my question too - why on earth is it so hard to buy some stupid stamps?!? First of all, they are not sold at any of the places we regularly go...which means you have to make a special trip, or another stop, just for the stamps. Luckily, the library we frequent now has a stamp machine. Or at least it did. When we stopped there today we found that it had been removed. So, I loaded the 2 kids (who were in their halloween costumes, by the way) back into the car to run our other errands, knowing we would have to stop at the post office on our way home. But first we went to Target. I usually love Target, but Target and Alex don't really mix these days. She won't sit in the cart, won't let me hold her, and she won't stay by me. I "lost" her several times in the store and the last time I had to sprint to the down escalator which she was about to hop onto and tumble down. Wonderful. I got some pretty dirty looks from the shoppers who witnessed this almost catastrophe. After that I strapped her into the cart tight so she couldn't wriggle out and she screamed her way through the whole store - more dirty looks. Come on people, what do you want me to do? After we left Target it was on to the dreaded post office. The only post office near us is in the total and complete ghetto - seriously, it's scary. Alex of course fell asleep by the time we got there - so I parked right in front of the glass doors and was planning to dash into the lobby and buy a book of stamps from the machine while keeping an eye on my kids in the locked car. But, of course, you have to have exact change. Seriously, who carries around $8.20 in their wallet? Not to mention the machine only takes ones. And do you think they have a change machine anywhere? Of course not! That would make the whole process way to easy. So I run back out to the car, wake-up Alex and unload the kids and get into line inside the post office...because there is always a line. Today there was one person at the counter and one person in front of me - not too bad, right? Then why did it take 15 minutes to get to me?!? The whole time I'm waiting my kids are running laps around the room, climbing onto the shelves, banging on the glass display windows, and unloading packing supplies from the cart. Several times Alex got running a little too fast and took some hard falls (she's pretty tough) and the postman at the counter yelled at her to "Take it easy!" We finally got our stamps and I loaded 2 screaming kids back into the car. Paul happened to call me right then - I answered the phone with these words: "I need a vacation!" Lucky for me, I get one. Paul left this morning for a medical research conference in Miami, Florida and I meet him there on Thursday. My mom gets into town tonight to do Halloween with me and take care of the kids while we're gone. Paul and I have not taken a vacation alone together since our honeymoon - so I guess you could call this our secone honeymoon! I CAN'T WAIT!