I don't get too excited about my mail, and I admit, some days I don't go out to the mailbox. It's not like people are sending me money in the mail or hot love letters; it's usually just bills and junk mail. Sometimes, the weather is really bad, the mail lady hasn't been there yet, I have a zillion things to do with bigger priorities, or I am in a hurry.
Evidently, according to my sister's and mother's reactions, the world may end if folks do not get their mail out of their mailbox each and every day without fail. They have both taken me to task and berated me about my lackadaisical approach toward daily mail retrieval. According to them, "bad things" could happen to those who do not check their mailbox daily. Did you know mailbox doors can magically open and blow important mail all over the neighborhood, never to be found again? Did you know a life-changing letter that needs immediate attention could be in a day's mail delivery? Did you know rain can penetrate the cracks around the mailbox door and destroy mail with dampness?
I think there must be something wrong with me as I do not share their sentiments. As long as there's room for the mail lady to poke new bills in the box if I don't make it out there, it's okay. I haven't noticed any lightning bolts hitting the ground around me or the sky falling, so I'm not worried. If only I could train my cat to get my mail for me.
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