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Kate’s Escapades – More on the Ongoing Saga of My Mailman Hates Me

It’s been a calm few weeks between me and my mailman.  It’s almost as if he’s been trying to get back into my good graces, or possibly lull me into a false sense of trust and security.  You see, my mailman and I just don’t get along. We have a long history, the two of us…and let me tell you, none of it is good.  If you haven’t already had the chance to read My Mailman Hates Me Part 1 and My Mailman Hates Me Part 2, just click on those titles and it will fill you in on the background of this story. Here’s the latest development in our long suffering and on going saga (Sounds like a potential book in the making…Kate and the Mailman).One day last week  around … Read entire article »

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Kate’s Escapades – My Mailman Hates Me: Part 2

Ahhh…the mail wars were just beginning. (If you are lost right now and have no idea what I’m talking about, take a look at My Mailman Hates Me: Part 1.)  So, as I was saying…the war was just beginning.  The kids all knew not to park in front of the mail boxes, but sometimes they’d forget and of course, NO mail.  He would park his truck, get out and walk to the car parked next to the empty mailbox and leave a scribbled  note, thus  exerting more energy than it would take to just give me my stupid mail. And then he would feel the need to show us who’s boss by also skipping us the next day, as some sort of extra punishment, I suppose. Whenever friends  would come to … Read entire article »

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Kate’s Escapades – My Mailman Hates Me: Part 1

I am officially at war with my mailman…the very same man who took a sacred vow to deliver my mail to me come rain, sleet, snow, hail,  natural disaster, and even road construction.  For some reason my mailman has a personal vendetta against me and my mailbox.  The first strike against me was possibly just the simple fact that our neighborhood has the audacity to be “older” which means we all have our own separate boxes instead of the big conglomeration of boxes found in the “newer” neighborhoods.  This necessitates that the mailman actually park his mail truck at each house and WALK a few steps to each box.  I’m thinking by the time he gets to my house, he’s probably already in a bad mood. The problem really began a … Read entire article »

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