Elimination of several hundred/thousands/?? of U.S. Postal branches, Offices, Centers, staff has finally hit me as a non-event. Let it happen. This has been the week of mailing most holiday packages, letters and the like–and a fair number of them between the two of us. Each trip to the USPS the line to the service desk has been exponentially longer than that of the self-serve kiosk. Sometimes the kiosk has been empty while 1/2 dozen people are standing in line with their packages. So far I’ve been able to complete 100% of my mailings with virtually no wait and they’re in the section of the Office that’s open 24/7. I say consolidate, shut down the full service windows and open up a self-serve station in every remaining Office. Problem solved.
Pulling into the neighborhood this afternoon I was greeted by the sight of a neighbor riding his horse on the road. And by the old guy with the hat and cane who walks up his hill, stands, watches and waves for a few minutes then ambles back down to his home. That’s the neighborhood, only in the Southwest. Tomorrow’s another surgery for Shadow; third in just over four years. I’m not looking forward to this one; she’s been rapidly aging. Just hoping for the best.