Got a notice from the post office that I had a package waiting. Now usually these are registered letters, bills, or other bad news. Occassionally a new credit card, but really never anything very good. Trundle down after work and give them my name. Out comes a box, slightly smaller than a paper box, and it's STUFFED. I look at the label and squeal - yep - right in the post office. Postal clerk thinks I'm a complete nut job, and it doesn't get any better when I explain it's a wool shipment I forgot about! Hehe, I don't think she really even looked at my ID. She just wanted me OUT!
Mabel got that to me fast - I ordered it when I was down to visit her on the 30th. Now to wind it and get started on Christmas gifts *g*