My mailman and I have a *relationship*.. He parks in front of my house to do our walking route, but where our house is, we are actually a 'part' of the route that he parks on the next block to do...
He comes to my house as soon as he parks in front of my house, because I stalk him from my porch. I can't wait my turn when I see his CAR. What is he thinking?
I love him. He and DH laugh at me on DH's weekends.... Since I've been swappin, I have fluff & stuff coming almost every day. When I got nothing on Monday -- I was seriously looking at him like, "are you kidding?".
Today I got three things. All is well.