The 4th day of Christmas

So, I decided to send Christmas cards to some of my first cousins. I wrote them a letter and copied it and stuffed the envelopes yesterday.

Today I went to the Cheshire post office and the line is out the door with only two Postal Workers dealing with it. So I went to Stop and Shop because I know they have stamps at checkout.

After buying $32 worth of stuff and taking it to my car, I start the engine and realize why I went to Stop and Shop was for stamps.

I have to go back and get them.

What a dope. And not, as you know, for the first time.

(It just occurred to me that I may be publishing my growing dementia...not a good thing in any sense....)