Kate has exchanged for quite some time and I learned that she had/has a nice stash of vintage stamps. Seeing these brought back so many memories from when I had a huge stash of vintage stamps. Envelopes like this make me wistful. Thank you for the clear addressing, Kate.
I had another wistful experience on Dec 19th while juggling the weather, the renovation project, the minimal amount of holiday obligations and my own determination to get my ducks in a row. I would have said - get my affairs in order - but that sounds way too ominous.
To be honest, I had let a digression take hold and I had done a search on the blog - and stumbled across this part of a blog post in June of 2022:
How long til we get there - is the universal catch phrase for enduring car trips. In our case, we are wondering how long do we have to put up with these ding-dong blog posts. 21 days. Yup. Three full weeks. I'm so sorry.
It could be worse. Although, I am not going to start brainstorming *worse* things. We are just going to forge ahead, aren't we. Who is she talking to? Is there a mouse in her pocket? Who used to say that?
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I feel like I do (or have done) a lot of apologizing for my uninspired writing. So, I was going to apologize for too many apologies - but that seems like a vicious cycle. If you're looking for something profound today, you'll probably need to surf in a different direction.
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