I have a "thing" for getting my mail. For as long as I can remember getting the mail from the mail box has been the highlight of my day. I can't tell you why it was important before I started quilting since most mail was bills. But now, squishies come in the mail and that makes getting mail exciting.
Our old place was the only residence in a commercial building and it wasn't until we moved into a residential complex earlier this year that I realized what had been missing in my daily mail: JUNK MAIL!!! Junk mail doesn't get delivered to commercial buildings. We never got anything addressed to: Resident or Our Friends at XXX at the old place. Now it's a different story in our new place.
I am expecting a squishie of postage stamp charms from my Postage Stamp group. The package was mailed from Scotland earlier this month. I thought today might be the day.
A few minutes ago I heard the mailman pull up and anxiously watched him fill the mailboxes. As soon as he left I put on my shoes, grabbed the mail box key and went to get the mail.
When I opened the box I saw this pile of junk mail! Boohoo! No squishie today!
I was just about to toss the whole stack out (none of it was addressed to us personally) when the two items below caught my eye:
They aren't squishies, but they are quilt-related. I've decided to take a break, prop my feet up and read. Probably just as well the charms didn't come today. I'm not in the mood to play with fabric anyway (and if you believe that, I have some cheap land for you to buy).
Thanks for all the suggestions on the table. I thought I had Old English cleaner but when I went to get it I found a bottle of lemon oil for cleaning wood. I rubbed the table down with the oil and put the table on the deck in the sunshine. I'll see how it turns out later tonight. Stay tuned!