If there’s one thing I love, it’s mail. Actual stamp on a package, tangible, mail. I happened across this post about happy mail one day, and I was in love. I couldn’t wait to start sending!
The flip flops seemed like a great place to start, so I sent my sister-in-law a text for the boys’ sizes. Baby Gray and I headed to Old Navy for the perfect flip flops.
We grabbed some camo flops (and bub shoes for Baby Gray) and attempted to figure out how on earth I was going to address them, stamp them, and all that jazz. The info in the blog looked pretty legit, so I went with that–four stamps, an address, and go.
Then they came back. They needed more postage, and the post master wasn’t pumped about my address labels.
I fixed all that and tried again.
Then I got this text:
So, off went the match!
Now, my only decision is to figure out what to mail next.