I do love a parcel!

Apart from it being an obvious thing to love, I think it goes back to when I was at uni and your name was chalked up on a board when you received a parcel - most memorably, perhaps, my 21st birthday cake! Not quite the same to receive an email at work but almost as exciting. Particularly when it contains frocks. It was a bit of a sign of how yesterday went that even though I knew it had arrived, I still managed to forget to bring this home yesterday. Full appreciation today though which was good at the end of a second manic day. I'm hoping to get back into the swing of things before the end of Friday.