The mailman never comes on time...

Last week my sister and I took place in an online auction for some Newfoundland Art Prints. We won on the same day, we paid on the same day and the prints were shipped on the same day. Hers were delivered yesterday.

Today should be my day.... perfect, I'm not working today.

All morning I'm perched in a chair with the best view of both the driveway and the door, waiting.

The minute I give in to my bladder, waddle off to the washroom and drop my pants, the doorbell rings. Seriously, the mailman could not have been timed better!

By the time I pulled my pants back up and got to the door, all that was there was the parcel pick up slip telling me my package will be available tomorrow after 3pm.

Stupid 3 cups of coffee, made me miss my prints.