Pushing the envelopes.

Just finished tonight's pile of mags to send out first thing tomorrow. Would like very much to know why no one, including alleged nearest and dearest, saw fit to tell me until yesterday afternoon that there is a cute little bottle with a cute little sponge fitted on the top that people who have to seal billions of envelopes can use in lieu of (in my case) kitchen sponge and old plastic bowl with picture of Mickey Mouse and tiny puddle of water within. When settling down to work each evening, have had to balance and arrange everything just right in my tiny little living room to ensure that bowl never had remotest chance of tipping and spilling what doesn't seem like much water until and unless it hits coffee table or already-icky apartment-grade carpet or (please please no) pile of magazines waiting patiently to be sent on adventures.

I bought how many boxes of envelopes that day at Staples? And did even one Staples employee see fit to mention little spongey-bottle? Politely make sure I either had one or knew such a possibility existed?  

At that, I was feeling extra brilliant about earmarking a brand new sponge for dampening purposes, rather than risking the inevitable paper cut on my tongue. (Can't even type that without shuddering.)

Am all out of envelopes. Will have to get more tomorrow.  

Maybe someday I'll have some advertisers and can afford those envelopes that have a self-sticking flap. You just pull off an adorable little strip of paper and you're ready for business. They cost something like three times the normal, ordinary, boring, tedious ones I use now.

How come they cost so much more? We used to have to lick postage stamps. Then they became peel-offable. The price of postage didn't suddenly skyrocket at this development.

Did it?

Tired. Going to bed.