I got a special delivery from my family in PEI today... this is a sampling of what was inside. Roger's coffee chocolate... Reese's peanut butter Easter candy... and of course a smattering of magazines to make me oh-so-nostalgic.
Thanks mom/dad!
So the woman who had my job before me got some mail the other day.
Not just any mail. IMPORTANT mail. T4 mail (I suspect... being as it IS that time of year, looked VERY official, and didn't have "you may have won 10,000,000 dollars" stamped on the front-- unlike all the "official"-looking mail I get.)
But wait! There's more! (oh no, I've lapsed into infomercial-speak again...)
Co-worker and I took the IMPORTANT MAIL to the post office today... to forward IT to her new address... which JUST HAPPENS TO BE......
IN THE SAME ROW OF CONDOS AS MINE WAS IN OTTAWA.
Isn't that just beyond bizarre? My old address was within 12 numbers of her current one. We were 180 she's 192.
I'm neighbors, in the past, with my job-predecessor.
I think I just gave myself a stroke.
Unreal. I don't get a single magazine for like 2 months, and today my box looks like this:
That's right. Three MacLeans, two WIRED, an Everyday Food and a partridge in a pear tree. Now if only those lords a leapin' would stop by....
