Well, another mystery solved here on Trying To Do the Write Thing.
A couple of days ago, we received a UPS tag on our front door that they had attempted a delivery.
Neither my husband nor I had ordered anything. It isn’t our birthdays/anniversary. No friends or relations admitted to sending us surprises. We were stumped. And the tracking info on the slip wasn’t working.
But yesterday, UPS made it’s second attempt and my husband was able to accept the delivery.
Apparently, some poor misguided organization sent me a display of brochures under the impression that:
a). I would be willing to display them in my office.
b). I have an office to display them in.
c). The appropriate way to encourage me to display brochures is to send them anonymously to my home without my knowledge.
So, that’s funny enough. But it gets better.
I came home to discover that my husband had set up the display on my nightstand.
I love him.