I have an address again. Yay!

I am reminded, anew, why I ceased doing business with the US Postal Service in this town. I discovered that they were returning packages, publications and over sized envelopes to senders. I guess the ‘hold mail’ deal only applied to envelopes under a certain size. In their minds anyway. We surely must have the worst mail service in the US (fer instance the mail carriers who used to leave my new orders of bank checks sitting on top of the communal mail box at the end of the street. Every single time). Damn them. In the last two days my voice mail and email boxes have been full of reported returned mail. And my bank, bless them, soaks me $5 per account for returned mail that has to be resent.

But I do have a new mailing address (way cooler than the last one) and I’ve been wading through the changes of address. What a tedious project. Although, the Internet makes the project a little less tedious and a lot more timely. I still know that I am going to forget someone important and it’s going to come back to take a bite out of me at some point. I also take it on faith that the post office will totally ignore my change of address submission whenever the mood strikes. (Historical experience)

If I was a little more organized, I’d have all this information stored in one folder, neatly typed out for future reference. Right.