Supposedly this gift to my son is in a parcel locker at his apartment complex. The postmaster geo-tracked it, it must be so.
We are still in 'negotiations' to get the postmaster to get off his duff and go open the parcel lockers.
My sister also sent ds a christmas package and it too is in a parcel locker.
We blame everything on Lester.
Lester is a postal worker who threw everyone's packages into lockers and is holding the keys hostage.
We might be making that up. maybe. Not the Lester part. Who names their kids Lester nowadays?
After ascertaining that the package(s) are in the parcel lockers, the son's girlfriend actually got home in time to meet Lester. He threw all the keys on the ground amidst serious grumblings and moanings and basically refused to find the package.
Then ds met two newish postal carriers on another day who tried to open what lockers they could. They didn't have all the keys.
What keeps us hopeful on this 9th day of January is that two packages for my son are in there. Not just mine. With the handmade quilt. But my sister's (his auntie) as well.
In my despairing moments, someone else got the locker key and is now in possession of beautiful handmade gifts.
We are still negotiating with the local post office for the release of our packages.
Inside were another of my handmade gifts this year. Both my kids are amazing Instagram photographers. I took their photos and printed them and then attached them with double-sided tape to quality A4 paper and made notecards for everyone.
We are still in 'negotiations' to get the postmaster to get off his duff and go open the parcel lockers.
My sister also sent ds a christmas package and it too is in a parcel locker.
We blame everything on Lester.
Lester is a postal worker who threw everyone's packages into lockers and is holding the keys hostage.
We might be making that up. maybe. Not the Lester part. Who names their kids Lester nowadays?
After ascertaining that the package(s) are in the parcel lockers, the son's girlfriend actually got home in time to meet Lester. He threw all the keys on the ground amidst serious grumblings and moanings and basically refused to find the package.
Then ds met two newish postal carriers on another day who tried to open what lockers they could. They didn't have all the keys.
What keeps us hopeful on this 9th day of January is that two packages for my son are in there. Not just mine. With the handmade quilt. But my sister's (his auntie) as well.
In my despairing moments, someone else got the locker key and is now in possession of beautiful handmade gifts.
We are still negotiating with the local post office for the release of our packages.
Inside were another of my handmade gifts this year. Both my kids are amazing Instagram photographers. I took their photos and printed them and then attached them with double-sided tape to quality A4 paper and made notecards for everyone.
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My kids still write letters. My mom was a noted letter writer (haha - pun!)
These are all gifts I can re-create.
My UPS package arrived safely to my son but we have had trouble with the post office at this apt complex. I probably will utilize UPS in the future.
