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It’s valentines day…

And you want me to do what with it.
I’m so over valentines.
Sure when we were younger, way younger and new to this whole love caper, we did the odd bit of Valentines lovey stuff.
These days, life has changed.
We’re older, still married, more in love than ever, and have teenage kids.
But that shouldn’t stop you, I hear you say.
True. Nothing should stop you really.
But why should it be just one day only.
Why not show each other every day.
The eldest is celebrating his first valentines day.
And in a few days, the first anniversary.
And where is hubby.
At home, but not.
He’s off on a bike ride with friends.
But even if he were at home, what would we do.
Maybe go and have coffee. And that would be it.
Not flowers, no chocolates, no surprises.
I used to work for Hallmark, so I’m over all the ‘seasons’.
It was fun, but it wears thin when you’re working a season 6 months ahead of time.

I say do what ever makes you both happy.
But women, give your man a break.
Expectations, mind reading and high maintenance ideals.
Get back to basics. Does he have to try and win your love all over again.
If you’re truly still in love then it should be something that happens daily.
In the small things.
The hugs, the kisses, holding a door, paying compliments. Easy stuff.

Have a great day whatever you decide to do and may it roll into a wonderful weekend.

Ps. It seems I am a day ahead of myself. Oops. It can stay, one day won’t change much.

Postcards to and.. from Kelly

There was a surprise in the mail bag today as we were sorting the letters and parcels – yes, I’m working at the post office – with the arrival of another post card.
This one had very familiar writing with the exuberant ‘happy I’m on holidays’ vibe about it. Gee thanks Kel.
Kelly has gone on a well deserved and much-needed break and it’s taking two of us to fill her shoes. The locals have made all the jokes and poking fun at us about taking over nad staging a coup. Yeah, I don’t think so.

It’s certainly been a learning curve for many things, but the basics of customer service are still there. Plus, the locals all know one or both of us which does make it easier. As I know from my days with Hallmark and training my replacement, there are so many things we store in our head that getting them out for training purposes can be hard.
I am slowly getting to know new people. I could put names with mail boxes, but not names to faces. I found my training must be sinking in, a person was mentioned the other day in conversation and immediatly I thought to myself ‘box #such and such’. That has happened since college when I started dreaming and answering (in my head) in Italian.

Aside from Kelly’s there are a few other postcards, including one from my parents who have just returned from their trip overseas.

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From my parents, while in Ireland

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And from The Boss, aka Kelly

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If you can spare a few dollars and the few minutes it takes, please help Kelly fill her wall with psotcards from around the world. You don’t have to be on holiday, just one from your home town is perfect. If it’s not Woodbridge, Tasmania then it’s good for posting.
Let’s see where else we can ‘visit’.

Jennifer 🙂