In the meantime, I have been disturbing the neighbors. Before we had to make an impromptu trip to Texas, I had ordered a bra ~ my seemingly never to be satisfied desire to find a comfortable one that I could wear to work, but mostly for home. After my breast cancer, I can barely tolerate underwires. So far, the search has been really disappointing. And ladies, do you hate those cup thingies that slip inside a teeny tiny little slit? And you have to take it out before washing supposedly. I hate those things.
Anyway, before we left for the trip I received a "your order arrived!" notice by email. Nothing in my mailbox though, and after three days, I emailed them that I've not seen it in my box. So, they sent me another one, and asked that if the first one ever shows up, to please return it. Ok. No problem. So, of course, the second one arrives while we're out of town. My mail is on hold, so I figured I would get it on Monday when I pick everything up.
Only, when I picked up the mail, none of the expected packages were there. USPS ~ oh, my I think they are totally overwhelmed with packages. The lady helping me said she needed the tracking numbers, which would not come up on my phone, so I went home and listed them, called them back. 30 minutes later I received a call that all the packages have been found ~ with the exception of the bra(s). After a lot of research, I discovered that somehow, while I was ordering, I put in the wrong address. I called my neighbor Emily, and asked her if she knew the folks that live down the street from us, and she did. She sent me their contact info, and I called and explained what I was calling about. And wow, was she annoyed. "I don't have any packages that don't have my name on them", oh and did Emily give you my contact number?? Uh oh. I had jumped the gun and discovered hers was not the address I was looking for. Yesterday I arrived at the correct address, and lo and behold, the young lady who answered the door had both packages.
I think I won't order things on my phone anymore, unless it's Amazon. And I certainly don't want to annoy Julie again. She did not sound happy.
I know most of my neighbors, but a few of the houses in our cul-de-sac are renters, and we haven't bothered to get to know them. Have I ever mentioned Romeo is not very sociable? Ha ha.
Have a great weekend, y'all.