I have a love-hate relationship with the mail. I love it when it arrives. I usually hate what it contains.
The only time the love ration swings the relationship is in December with the daily arrival of holiday cards. I’m still hopeful in the early weeks of January for late holiday greetings so happily
Today’s mail contains a small, white, hand-addressed envelope. Definitely, what I would categorize as “fun mail”. A holiday letter? A thank you note? Our favorite, a party invitation?
Since it’s not addressed to us, the guessing is for guessing’s sake.
If we stick if in the box for the mail carrier to pick up, it may get rerouted back to the post office and redelivered the next day or the next day. I could wait a few days for my monthly correspondence with Time Warner, but fun mail. Never!