Do postal delivery folks judge a household by its mail? If so, we might be the most confounding and crazy household on the street. Our mail is no longer one among thousands of households. Rather, we are one in a community of a few hundred. Should the sly smile the postal lady cracks as she drives away tell me something?
What kind of opinions form when the horsetack catalogs arrive with the Banana Republic and Victoria's Secret? How does one balance the onslaught of Yale paraphernalia with class listings from the community college? How does the Off-Road Adventures sit with The New Yorker? Do the boxes of organic trade-free coffee make sense when delivering yet another greasy part for the John Deere?
If mail builds a case for judgement then judge us as utterly confused and contradictory.
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The stories of a city girl turned country
2 comments:
What are you doing with horse tack magazines? Are you getting a pony (said with half dread, half glee)?
i am not really sure how it came to our household. although ido know that it was NOT addressed to me. oof.
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