I often feel a twinge of excitement when I hear the doorbell ring during the day, because hey, you never know who might be there. While I'm working away on nerdy computer stuff in my basement office maybe Fred Hoiberg has decided to stop by for a visit and get some feedback on basketball plays he's working out for next season.
That may be the most ludicrous thing ever written on this website (thus far).
More often than not, however, it is the UPS Man, or sometimes the FedEx Man, or once, the Census worker who told me that they had not received our Census form for 2010 even though we know for a fact we mailed it, and I'm guessing they probably didn't get it in time before the workers went out because we waited until after the date specified in the first question that went something like "How many people are living in this residence as of April 1st" or whatever, and we were like, "Well we can't send this in before April 1st cause then we'd be lying. There's no way to know how many people might be living in our house in a few weeks." You just never know.
So when said UPS Man or FedEx Man visits, more often than not it is a package of clothes or yarn or something else that is not for me. But still, I can't help but get a little excited when that doorbell rings and today my excitement was validated, because the UPS Man dropped off our RAGBRAI kit, complete with a couple of jerseys like the one in this picture, as well as wristbands, bike tags, luggage tags, emergency contact forms, and a paper asking us to ride safely and responsibly.
Just over a month to go... RAGBRAI here we come!
1 comment:
Good post! I love it!
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