It’s all about the packages and parcels this week. It’s always gratifying when the things one has ordered arrive whole and sound in the post, and maddening when they arrive in less than mint condition—and even more infuriating when they don’t arrive at all. But what about things which arrive in good condition but which aren’t what was ordered? Returns, ugh!
Some merchants helpfully provide return instructions.
Hmm. Is there anything in the house that needs to be sent off somewhere? Maybe something that knocks over houseplants, tries to sneak into the garage, runs races through the house at 3:00 a.m., crinkles any and all paper, licks empty yogurt cartons, and sheds on everything?
I hired the Terror Twins on as minions, but lately they’ve been less about following my orders and more about general mayhem
I have an idea…
There! That ought to do it!