Every year, by November’s end, I fancy this will be the year I rebel and won’t send holiday cards. They’re too stressful. Finding the right photo, picking out a card style, maybe writing up a short synopsis of the past year. Who has time? But who am I kidding?
My favorite season on the postal calendar has just begun.
It started shortly after Thanksgiving and runs right through Epiphany and until I get our own cards in the mail, it makes me just a wee neurotic.
I hold silent my grudge against early arrivals, the ones stamped, addressed, mailed AND delivered even More
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