How funny is this? Is typing that much easier than writing?
Did you hear the news about the woes of the USPS?
The United States Postal Service is having some financial issues, despite the $10 a month I pay to rent a P.O. Box. Bloomberg Businessweek shared a story a few days ago about the falling rates of first-class mail delivery and its imminent demise.
“With the rise of e-mail and the decline of letters, mail volume is falling at a staggering rate, and the postal service’s survival plan isn’t reassuring.”
This post is hot off the press from Leigh Alexander at Thought Catalog. To resist being one of those people who was thinking about my reaction before I finished the post, I am just going to leave it here for you to mull over. It is thought provoking and relevant to this blog. No editorial comment from me.
I remember I woke up a little bit early in the morning as if for a holiday, and, eager to feel like a participant in the world, I went and slid down the stairs to the kitchen. Literally slid down, whee bump-bump, in something of a celebratory fashion; I was excited to go to the kitchen and look at the newspaper and see who the headline said had won.
I wish I were exercising my hypocondriac tendencies by making that statement, but I am not.
My right wrist just plain hurts most of the time – other times I can’t feel my arm at all. This is exacerbated by the fact that I slammed my index finger in a car door on Friday and haven’t been able to move it since. Do you know why this is just SO FRUSTRATING? My right index finger is my mouse moving finger. I use this finger more than I use any other body part (next to my eyes and maybe my brain). If there are frequent typographical errors in this blog post it is because I am typing using the point and pluck method. Though, I must say, I am getting pretty good at it.
Today was filled with annoyance, stress and a little joy. My new friend, Hannah, sent me a beautiful “love” letter. I won’t re-post the letter in its entirety, but a short passage struck me and I want to share it with you. She wrote:
I hope this letter serves as a boost to you – a needed reminder that you are capable beyond belief and you bring gifts to this world that no one else can.
We all need to hear that every once in a while. So often I want to tell people how unbelievable they are and how I admire them for their accomplishments, demeanor, and the little things. I appreciate that someone says what I would like to, but don’t.
“The past year has been the golden year of the thank you note.”
I really enjoyed the NPR story about the online relationship between service providers and consumers. It’s all about relationships – and social media is the best tool to build them.