No time like the present

My landlady has started teasing me about the number of packages I get in the mail.

I mean, she’s not wrong. I order almost everything I buy. There are several reasonings behind this decision.

For one, I don’t have a car. Which means I can either lug something home from the city, or I have to find a ride.

For another, getting packages in the mail rules. It’s like getting a present twice; once when you buy it, and again when you receive it. Boom.

Plus, you can almost always find coupon promos online to get you out of shipping costs, so all the naysayers who were going to badger me about those can just calm down.

So am I saying that essentially I order hogs online because I like sending myself presents? Well, I’m not NOT saying that.