I normally don't answer the doorbell when it rings when I'm home alone during the day unless I am expecting someone. I have seen one too many Forensic Files television shows. So today when the doorbell rang not once, but twice, I was intrigued by the persistence of it. I waited for a possible third ring and when I didn't hear it, I crept sneakily to the door to peek outside.
There I saw the mailman walking back to his truck and I figured it was safe. I ran outside in my socks (not JUST my socks, people!) and flagged him down before he took off to do his work. Ha...that sounded dramatic, as if I couldn't have caught up with him in the next 20 yards to the next mailbox he was stopping at. Anyway...
He gave me a package that was wrapped with all kinds of postal service tape. I signed my name, printed on the line and ran back inside to eagerly open the package. I noticed right away it was from Victor, a friend of Paul's in Austin, Texas who he had just visited.
What was inside caused my smile to reach from ear to ear....Victor, you have truly outdone yourself on this one. I will be smiling about this one for years to come :) THANK YOU!
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