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zhieWent to (finally) get the Christmas cards to the post. Asked Dark Dreamer on Sunday what her zip code was. Wrote it down. Memorized it. Send out cards today.
Realized many hours later... never put her zip code on the friggin envelope.
But also, it gets better. See, the muses insisted that they get to send out cards, too. While I was sealing them... the water spilled over the one for... you guessed it... Dark.
Dark, there will be a slight delay in the receiving of your cards, both from me, and from the muses. Or, I could prolly just drive over and drop them off or something once the one ends up 'return to sender cause the friggin idiot forgot the zip code'
Right then. And also, the husband- not as much patience as me. A package came in the mail from Slayer... I put it under the tree. I went to take a nap (which equals, went to bed early in most cases) and when he came to bed, he brought the package with him.
him: Psst... Zhie... (yes, honestly, that's what he calls me much of the time) you forgot this.
me: No. sleeping. *tries sleeping again*
him: Aren't you going to open it?
me: *pointing in what i think is the direction of the door to the living room* It goes under the tree til Christmas.
him: *whines*
Realized many hours later... never put her zip code on the friggin envelope.
But also, it gets better. See, the muses insisted that they get to send out cards, too. While I was sealing them... the water spilled over the one for... you guessed it... Dark.
Dark, there will be a slight delay in the receiving of your cards, both from me, and from the muses. Or, I could prolly just drive over and drop them off or something once the one ends up 'return to sender cause the friggin idiot forgot the zip code'
Right then. And also, the husband- not as much patience as me. A package came in the mail from Slayer... I put it under the tree. I went to take a nap (which equals, went to bed early in most cases) and when he came to bed, he brought the package with him.
him: Psst... Zhie... (yes, honestly, that's what he calls me much of the time) you forgot this.
me: No. sleeping. *tries sleeping again*
him: Aren't you going to open it?
me: *pointing in what i think is the direction of the door to the living room* It goes under the tree til Christmas.
him: *whines*
