Dropping off the invites

We were going out of town when I mailed our invitations, and I felt nervous.  My friend Lindsay told me she had split up her invites into different post office boxes, so if one was cursed, then at least some people would get them.

We were in the West Loop, going to the bank and I saw a PO box, so while B went to the bank, I took the box of invites and walked toward it.

It was scary.

It had a LOT of graffiti on it, and all of the “official” Post office stickers were ripped off.  I decided that my peace of mind was worth driving to the post office.  So we went a few miles out of our way before we took off to Wisconson.  And it was worth it!  We have gotten almost 20 RSVP cards back!  Yay!


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