Backstory: My mom has been trying for years to get me to move back to Portland, OR.
My counselor, the postmaster, told me it was time for tough love. I have to stop facilitating shipping boxes to the farthest place I could ship them. I told him I was considering cutting you off and he said, “this is the perfect opportunity, lady–this is the heaviest, most expensive box going to the most expensive zip code.”
I said, she just loves that crazy NY and that zip code and he said…tell her we have crazy on the West Coast. It’s called California and the zip code is much cheaper to ship to.
Seriously, that conversation just occurred. I did go ahead and ship the box, by snail mail, and I committed to my counselor, the postmaster, that I would practice tough love going forward. :)
But I still love you madly!