Yesterday the postal lady pulled up in front of my house and got out of her van with a parcel under her arm. Coleen was over visiting with Hunter and as soon as I saw her walking towards my house I jumped up and ran to the door, accosting her, asking if that parcel was for me. She said that no, in fact, it was for # 52 and NOT #56. The neighbours are always getting parcels!
I told her I was expecting something important and went back to my lonely corner of the living room.
Two mins later she was walking back towards my house with yet ANOTHER parcel, only this time she walked up MY sidewalk!