tired.

I am worn the @#*! out but my house looks fantastic, and I fed my in-laws an excellent dinner, and kept my baby happy all day. I am woman, hear me roar and all that. They arrived on schedule, although their luggage did not. Supposedly, it will be on the next plane from Chicago, which landed at nine pm. Supposedly, someone will deliver it to our house tonight. I see several improbabilities in that statement. Let's focus on the fact that it wasn't arriving until nine, and we live half an hour away, and.. well, now that it's after nine, we can talk about how they still haven't called about it. I hope it arrives soon because it's bound to suck to travel for a full day and then not have your luggage. It's never happened tome, which I'm very thankful for.

The post office keeps trying to deliver a certified letter to me. It's from my former (!) employer and it's about insurance. They like to send this stuff by BOTH certified and regular mail, so I have this letter already. I don't quite understand that, but that's the way they do it. The post office has left two "oops! We missed you!" cards in the mailbox. I have been home both days, but they didn't feel the need to come to the door, apparently. I guess they expect me to wait in the driveway every single day just in hopes that I might get something they can't leave in the mailbox, since they made absolutely no effort to ensure that I got it. I am not all that particularly hot under the collar to get the letter (since I already have it) but still. Make an effort, people.

Cranky baby. Must go feed.