and heres what's to blame:
well, actually it started with thursday, you see thursday is mail day round these parts
(round these parts? where am i from lol!)
anyway i happily skipped to the mailbox bright and early thursday morning
(ok it was 9:15, that's early for me)
waited for the mailman to finish, opened my box to find...
that's right, nothing.
my heart sank. mail comes every thursday
this is practically the only communication i have with my husband, i look forward to thursday all week
and there. was. nothing.
there was nothing friday
there was nothing saturday
and of course there was nothing sunday (i didn't check... thought about it though)
suffice to say i've been in a pretty mopey mood these last few days so that combined with my recent obsession with army wives on netflix i've avoided getting off the couch as much as possible
don't fret though, the heavens shined down and i got two sets of letters today
it seems hubs was so excited to send his letter last sunday that he rushed it out without putting our address on it. luckily he can now send letters out on wednesdays as well so i got both sets today
i may have cried when i saw them in the box
but i'll never tell :)