Amazon Delivery


Usually this is how Amazon deliveries are at my house:

  1. Someone gets a soda or a snack and passes the front door on the way.
  2. That someone looks out the front door window.
  3. If there is a box on the porch, that someone shrieks “TREEEEATS!” and gets to open the box as the other person watches.
  4. The person who ordered the treat gets to play with the treat first.

It’s almost always Gary who has ordered the treat, and usually it isn’t a treat for me, so my role in this dance is to do steps 1-3.

It’s such a habit now that I do it even when Gary’s not around. The other day I peeked out the window and saw no treats, but I did see an Amazon van parked on the street.

When I the driver started up our driveway I opened the door, reached out just my right arm and just made grabby “gimme” hand gestures.

It made the driver, laugh, anyway, and afterward I did compulsively say “treeeeats” quietly just to myself.


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