So I am sipping morning tea and my driveway alarm rings. I look out the window and watch this young boy pull up on his red bike seemingly to leave a flyer. In a split second I realize my package had come in and he was racing to grab it and flee!
Mind you it is 9am on a weekend, I am still in my oversized pajamas, I don't even remember setting down my tea cup, my instinct is to bolt out the kitchen door. So I am running down the old highway, no sidewalk, yelling at this kid who just stole my package. All the while visualizing myself as one of many marvel heros, I was determined to find my inner super girl and catch this bike by foot. Then I can to terms with not finding my inner quik silver that day as he peddled out of my site. I consider sticking out my thumb to hitch a ride with one of the trucks speeding by, but I realize I must look like a local tweaker in my large pajamas going for a jog. LOL
So that was my morning cardio. I then had a package to deliver to the neighbors that had mistakenly been placed at my house the previous day. -that obviously did not get stolen. As I met these neighbors formally for the first time I shared how silly it was to have my package stolen when likely the boy would not understand how to use my supplements. What would he do with bulk seaweed, powered activated charcoal, and vitamin C crystals....... Such a violating feeling to have something stolen.
Having exchanged phone numbers with the neighbors I received a call from them the following day. To my surprise they have a package of mine that was incorrectly delivered. To my delight this mystery package they had for me was a Christmas gift basket! I got so teary eyed, it really lifted my spirit after the pajama jog incident.
It had all the perfect things in it! Wine, honey, new coffee mugs and tea.
Then this all gets even better........
Christmas morning I am packing up to go to the celebration and my driveway alarm sounds. I look and a lady is bee lining to the front door..... I am sceptial, I have had many strange encounters when my driveway alarm rings. I greet her and she has a soggy lump of cardboard in her hands. She found my stolen package! 馃摝. The boy abandoned it in her church's parking lot!
I was so happy, all my efforts of running down the highway trying to magically keep up with this package snatcher paid off. Not only did I get my supplements but I also got warm holiday cheer from total strangers!
Stay tuned to see how I repurposed the gift basket!
Portia Jay's
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