Yesterday I was sending some mail and went to my stamp cubby to ready the pieces. I pulled out the various stamps I have on hand and selected what I thought was best. Then I realized I have only so many remaining stamps. And this troubled me.
Let me be clear about something: I am not a hoarder. If anything, I get rid of stuff more often than I should. But when it comes to stamps – in all their glory – I find myself wanting to hold on to them. As I tend to buy stamps that are only available for a brief time (limited editions), once they’re gone – they’re gone! And then I feel a short-lived sense of loss. It’s bizarre. And silly, I know. I am not sure, but I think part of my emotion is the knowledge that I’ll have to go to the danged post office to replace my stamp stash. I don’t know if you’ve been to the post office lately, but let me tell you – the patrons there are not the happiest bunch. So it takes a strong spirit to battle the wait and the other shoppers when queuing.
For now, I’ve got a few Johnny Cash stamps left, as well as a handful of Chefs and a couple of Harry Potters. I’ll dole those out and then see what the gub-ment has in stock. I hope it’s arty. And fun. And maybe historic. What have I been complaining about? Now I’m excited to see what’s coming next!