I start chatting with a delivery man. I must be getting old.

A few minutes ago, a delivery man came to my house with the long-awaited package! Hooray!!Now I've put all the frustrations and yesterday's shouting in a rubbish bin, and my life is back to normal. (Life is too short to keep yourself unhappy.) The delivery company is horrendous, but at least the delivery man was gorgeous and pleasant. (Oops, I sound shallow here, but... Pity that he doesn't work for Royal Mail or Parcelforce.) Accroding to him, the company has been very busy lately. I think that I should avoid City Link during Christmas-shopping period...