The Mailman

Because there is no school this week, and because I have had many days to sit in my house I have turned to watching everything that goes on outside my window. Those of you who knew me while I lived in DT will know that this isn't the first time I have done this. But I now know the neighbors patterns, who drives what car, what cars make what noises, how many kids each neighbor has, and some things I didn't want to know. But that is bound to happen when you look out the window all the time, right? Anway, I also watch the FedEx man, the UPS man, and the Mailman. I know what time of day they usually arrive and sometimes the mailman will park his car and eat his lunch in front of our house. The other day I needed to put something in the mailbox, but right when I went to go out the mailman pulled up so I quickly hurried back in the house. But as I am getting used to the neighborhood, I'm now over this and today I willingly talked to the mailman when he dropped off the package. I could have pretended like I wasn't home, like I had when other mail carriers had dropped things off, but no, I am now grown up. Aren't you proud of me?