Yep, that’s what I almost did today. Wednesdays kinda suck right now, as I juggle three jobs and a three year old – so, between job #1 and #2 I was trying to run a few errands, and I guess my mental check-list tripped out – I barely caught myself before jamming my checks and deposit slips into the mailbox at the post office. Oh boy, that would have been brilliant: “Hey, Mr. Post Office Man…Woman with facial hair, could you, um, open the mailbox? I dropped my checks in, and um, yeah.” Thing is, I probably would not have realized it until I tried to stuff my mail into the deposit tube at the bank, and by then – who knows.
Ah well, crisis averted by my momentary slip back into sanity.