We've been in our house for almost 12 years now. That's approximately 4200 days. I am not a savant. I had to figure that out on my calculator. Roughly 3000 of those days we've received mail that was not ours.
You can read about some of my mailbox escapades here, here and here, although I don't think they give you a full picture of the incompetence of our federally regulated mail. They're more a picture of our incompetence in installing mail box locks and my stunning capacity to lose mail keys.
Trust me when I tell you that over the years, there have been a multitude of days wherein I have received mail for our next door neighbors and the neighbors down the street who have the same house number as us. Side note-who the @#$% thought that was a good idea? The previously mentioned neighbors have also had the same issues. Mail that I have sent also has a track record of disappearing or taking an unusual amount of time to arrive.
Recently I ordered a bomb diggity graduation gift for a neighbor who has on occasion watched the girls when they were little and most recently tutored Gracie into an A on her math test. Boo yeah! I was pretty proud of my gift idea. I thought I'd get it early and give it to her so she could use it for all of those fun grad events.
I ordered it on Amazon prime. Apparently they've started using USPS to deliver on Sundays. Uh did no one think to call me to ask if this plan was a good idea? Do they not know the track record of inaccurate deliveries with USPS. Seriously Amazon. My delivery date was Sunday the 31st and of course we were scheduled to be gone all the live long day visiting family in Olympia.
Worried about the package, I had a neighbor girl check the door twice that day. Each time she came up empty handed. I received an email later that evening notifying me that the package had, in fact been delivered. Of course my mind went directly to theft since there has been a string of package thefts all over. I decided to investigate a bit further. When I tracked the package from Amazon, it showed that it was delivered to the correct address. When I tracked it on the USPS website it showed that it was delivered to a different snohomish zip code. I was instantly suspicious that it was delivered to the wrong address. I called the Snohomish post office on monday to ask about the delivery and left my phone number. By tuesday afternoon when no one had called back, I called them again. Spoke with the same guy. "Well I've spoken with both of the carriers for that route and they haven't seen the package."
Great. Thanks. YOU are so HELPFUL.
I reordered the goods on Amazon...to find out the new gift was to be delivered sometime between June 24th and August 8th. AWESOME! HAPPY BELATED GRADUATION.
Tuesday night was a little nuts. Gracie had a crap ton of home work and a band concert. The kids also needed to be fed. You try calculating probability while making beefy cheesy noodle bake and dealing with teenage angst over not understanding some of her math review sheet. The doorbell was (and this is unusual) ringing like crazy. I was feeling slightly frazzled. At one point, the doorbell rang and GUESS WHO IT WAS???
A beautiful glowing figure with butterflies and unicorns dancing around her. In other words, it was my neighbor with the same house number with my packages. She apologized for the fact that she rarely checks her front door so she wasn't sure how long the packages had been there.
Guess who called the Snohomish post office the next morning to give them a piece of her mind?
Then there was the saga with Fed Ex this week, but I need to move on. Currently seeking therapist to work through extreme distrust of any mail delivery system.
Side note: Our niece turned 3 yesterday! Happy Birthday!
and in other exciting news, Annie is going to be in the Everett Village Theater Kidstage production "How to Succeed In Business Without Really Trying" this summer. She was cast in the ensemble and we're all so excited!