Tuesday Trio

Except for my college years in Charlottesville and the decade or so I was in Northern Virginia, my address has always been associated with this post office at Hudgins, a couple of miles from my house.

Up until recently, mail delivery was not available on my lane.  Even though it would be so much more convenient, not to mention less expensive (as in free), I've not yet switched to home delivery and thus have to travel to Hudgins to pick up my mail a couple times a week. It really makes no sense that I haven't made the switch, other than I don't have the skills required to put up a mailbox at the end of my driveway.

Plus, I'm lazy if I switch to mail delivery, my address changes from Hudgins to Cobbs Creek.  Aside from the obvious hassle of having to notify everyone of my new address, even though I haven't moved one inch, psychologically I don't want a Cobbs Creek address.  I live in Hudgins, it's always been Hudgins, and I see no need to change.

And that sort of thinking is ridiculous, actually.  Having the mail delivered to the end of my driveway would be a luxury.  Did I mention it's also free?

Begrudgingly I might consider changing will make this change and logic possibly will prevail. But not without a little fuss, a few pouts and a couple of exaggerated stomps.

Signed,
The Queen of Ridiculousity