When I was younger I used to love to get the mail always hoping that something would be in it for me. Rarely there was and I was always envious of all those envelops addressed to my parents. Ahh, if I'd only known then they were bills and not something super exciting (not sure what I thought my parents received in the mail all the time) like I predicted I probably wouldn't have been so excited the first few months living in our own house and getting lots of mail.
Here in Texas we get more junk mail than I could ever imagine. I'm grateful that there's paper recycling or I'd be putting up quite a fight against all the garbage we get in the mail. Every. Single. Day.
That being said, I'm pretty indifferent to getting the mail. This afternoon I ran (or walked... it was 105 out for goodness sake), unlocked the mail box and found 3 things of junk, a bill and a letter from Homeland Security. I was so excited I practically skipped home, tore open the envelop and found our letter of favorable determination from the USCIS. I read it a couple times to make sure it was real; we were just fingerprinted last week and I sent an email to our agency just to check the wording and make sure it really was our FDL!
Getting your FDL is a big deal! And we have it!!! I may run to the mailbox tomorrow just in celebration of the fabulous mail delivery today. Or maybe not because it is still super hot here.