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Post – Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS



Julie sat at her desk and mumbled to herself as she wrote on an envelope. She glanced up at the Post-it note to double check the name and address, then sealed the envelope and stuck a stamp on it.

Grabbing the envelope, she stuck it into her purse along with a stack of other envelopes on the desk. Then, with the bulging purse in hand, she grabbed her car keys and hurried for the front door.

Her husband, Jack, walked into the room just as she opened the door.

“Where are you off to in such a rush?” he asked her.

“The post office. I’ve got to get these invitations in the mail today or they’ll arrive too late.”

She started to walk out the door when he said, “Uh, you do know there’s no post on Sunday?”

Julie paused. “Today’s Sunday?” she asked.

“Yep. Yesterday was Saturday, and tomorrow’s Monday. That makes today Sunday.”

She turned and glared at him. “Why didn’t you remind me yesterday to do the invitations, then? I asked you the other day to not let me forget about them!”

He shrugged. “Sorry.”

“Sorry?! Gah! I hate you sometimes! Now the invitations will be late.”

She turned back to the door and stepped out.

“Where are you going?” Jack asked.

“The post office. The invitations are already stamped. I can just stick them in a drop box and they’ll at least be picked up first thing in the morning.”

As she got in her car, he called out, “Can you stop by the store and pick up a box of Post Shredded Wheat for me? And some milk? We’re almost out.”

“No,” she called back, still angry at him. “Go get it yourself.”

He stood in the doorway and watched her drive off down the road.


This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “post”:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Sept. 15/18