Your person is in the mail.

I got a text from home when I was at work today.  It simply said “Your person is in the mail”.

It took me a minute to understand, but then it gave me a big SMILE.  It meant my “Dritz:  My Double Deluxe” dress form had arrived at the post office!  Alas I would have to wait until tomorrow to pick it up.

For the rest of the day I would have to imagine my new life with “Dolly”.  I could dress her up and plop her in my chair at work and spend the day in the coffee shop downstairs with my book!  Who cares if she never spoke to anyone or answered the phone or even moved or even had a head/face!  Maybe they wouldn’t notice!  Or I could dress her up and put her in the passenger seat of my car during rush hour and dash to and from work in the HOV lane!  Maybe they wouldn’t notice?

Or… Maybe… I could calmly pry open the box, read the instructions, assemble it, take my exact measurements and make the exact adjustments and create for myself a lovely, well fitted wardrobe!  Maybe they would notice! I certainly would!

Stay tuned…