|Drenched But Drying Out|
December 21, 2011
One more day of work to go this week....
It was busy this morning, but quiet in the afternoon.
Here's a cute story from work:
Little S, who will be 3 next month, was playing one of the toddler computer games. She was coloring pictures on the screen by tapping the keyboard. The picture she was coloring (they come up randomly), was of a windmill.
Her mom, who was sitting beside her, asked: "S, what's that?"
And without missing a beat, S replied: "Golf course."
I chuckled. Her mom looked surprised, and told me that S had only been to a miniature golf course once or twice in her life.
Guess that windmill made quite an impression!
It was pouring rain when I left for work this morning. All I could think was "thank goodness it's not snow!" We have a 30%-40% chance of light snow showers from tomorrow through Saturday. Doesn't look like we'll have much of a white Christmas. If it snows, it snows. If it doesn't, that's good too.
When I came home from work this afternoon, there was a large-ish box on my front stoop. I've gotten almost everything I ordered, save for my new gloves, but they wouldn't need a box that big, so I guessed that it must be from Mom (and Brother).
The entire top of the box was absolutely soaking wet. The bottom was fine, but the top was so wet the cardboard had gotten soft. I guess the UPS guy must've dropped it top down into one helluva puddle!
Because it was so soggy, I decided I'd better open it and make sure nothing was ruined.
Most of the contents were OK (including all the shredded paper Mom used as packing material at the bottom...that was bone dry), but one item was pretty badly saturated (it was at the top of the box)
Naturally, it was the calendar my brother sent me. It was gift wrapped, but I knew what it was (it's so darn hard to camouflage a calendar). So, in hopes of salvaging it, I unwrapped it, put a sheet of paper toweling between each month's page, and laid it on the guest room floor right in front of the heat vent. I'm hoping it will dry out and the pages won't stick. They'll be water stained, but that's all right.
The other gift Brother sent me (which feels like it's a book) was slightly damp on one edge and corner. I stuck it by the heat vent in the living room.
Fortunately, the tin of bows (cookies, not ribbons!) from Mom was unharmed. So was the bottle of Brother's homemade liqueur. Sure glad that didn't break....and I don't mean because of the mess it would've made...it would have been a terrible waste of very good booze!
It's ironic that the ONE item that would be damaged by water was right at the top where the box got drenched. Had it been at the bottom, it would have been fine. And I would've expected the bottom of the box would be more likely to get wet than the top. *shrug*
God only knows how the poor package got manhandled....probably like the suitcase in the old American Tourister luggage ads with the gorilla tossing it around.
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And on that note....I'm outta here!