The Mailman

6 08 2004

Jacob’s brain injury left him with some interesting traits. Some of them are pure delight. Like the way joy bubbles just below the surface all the time. It doesn’t take much to make Jacob laugh with utter abandon the way I wish I could at least three times a day.

A less adorable, though somewhat useful trait (or–let’s be honest–obsession) involves order. Jacob wants everything to be in its proper place. Everything. If a stranger has a stray hair on the back of his shirt, Jacob will pluck it off. He spots miniscule bits of grass or crumbs on the carpet and throws them in the trash.

And then there’s the mail. Jacob’s brain tells him mail should not be stacked on the dining room table where I can sort it, weed out the junk, file the bills, and set aside some things for later. If Jacob comes through the room and sees an envelope, he reads the name on the address and delivers it to that person’s room. Maybe on the bed. Maybe on a chair. A dresser. A shelf. That part of the equation is optional, but come what may, the mail must go to its owner’s room.

I’ve asked him many times to leave it in a stack on the table so I’ll know where it is. He forgets.

So today I was jumping rope in my room. The door was closed. Jacob was watching a DVD in the next room. A noise at the door drew my attention. I watched as a letter inched its way under the door and onto my floor.

I had to laugh. The mailman was making his rounds, and neither rain nor snow nor a closed bedroom door was going to thwart his mission.

Thankfully most of his delivery spots are logical. I just hope I never have to explain to a bill collector that I would have paid on time if the mail hadn’t been delivered to my underwear drawer.

xo


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6 08 2004
allenb

LOL! This is adorable! Thanks for sharing.

6 08 2004
allenb

LOL! This is adorable! Thanks for sharing.

6 08 2004
lbsteffy

After a mostly waterlogged day at work and a 5 hour nap, reading this entry made my heart radiate with exuberance! Oh how I miss the Damoff’s.

Like the way joy bubbles just below the surface all the time. It doesn’t take much to make Jacob laugh with utter abandon the way I wish I could at least three times a day .

I love that.

6 08 2004
lbsteffy

After a mostly waterlogged day at work and a 5 hour nap, reading this entry made my heart radiate with exuberance! Oh how I miss the Damoff’s.

Like the way joy bubbles just below the surface all the time. It doesn’t take much to make Jacob laugh with utter abandon the way I wish I could at least three times a day .

I love that.

7 08 2004
jeannedamoff

You’re welcome! Thanks for reading. ♥

7 08 2004
jeannedamoff

You’re welcome! Thanks for reading. ♥

7 08 2004
jeannedamoff

Thanks, Steffneh. The Damoffs miss you, too. :o)

7 08 2004
jeannedamoff

Thanks, Steffneh. The Damoffs miss you, too. :o)

7 08 2004
Anonymous

Laughter Like That

I’m sure hearing a laugh like that cheers your heart as well. And I’ll have to remember this if I ever send you something through the mail that gets ‘lost’ along the way.

What a delightful post. Thanks for sharing.

Donna
Devotionals by Donna

7 08 2004
Anonymous

Laughter Like That

I’m sure hearing a laugh like that cheers your heart as well. And I’ll have to remember this if I ever send you something through the mail that gets ‘lost’ along the way.

What a delightful post. Thanks for sharing.

Donna
Devotionals by Donna

7 08 2004
wordgeek

I remember the trash thing. How every time you guys would come over, Jacob would end up with a shirt pocket full of lint and bits of paper.

I guess if we’d run the vaccuum from time to time…

7 08 2004
wordgeek

I remember the trash thing. How every time you guys would come over, Jacob would end up with a shirt pocket full of lint and bits of paper.

I guess if we’d run the vaccuum from time to time…

7 08 2004
ljadministrator

I just hope I never have to explain to a bill collector that I would have paid on time if the mail hadn’t been delivered to my underwear drawer.

Dare I ask why this would cause you to have a late payment??? I should think you use that drawer every day. Any other implication makes me cringe. 😉

Jesse

7 08 2004
ljadministrator

I just hope I never have to explain to a bill collector that I would have paid on time if the mail hadn’t been delivered to my underwear drawer.

Dare I ask why this would cause you to have a late payment??? I should think you use that drawer every day. Any other implication makes me cringe. 😉

Jesse

7 08 2004
jeannedamoff

Heh heh. I actually thought of that after I wrote it and wondered if anyone would call me on it. Of course it would be you, Mr. Big Fat Meany Cat Bucket o’ Spite.

So, let’s just say, IF Jacob delivered the mail to my underwear drawer, he could always slip it under some of the socks or PJs or semi-automatic machine guns I keep in there, and I might not notice it, even though I do use that drawer every day. After all, a girl usually needs her machine gun early in the day if not before breakfast.

7 08 2004
jeannedamoff

Heh heh. I actually thought of that after I wrote it and wondered if anyone would call me on it. Of course it would be you, Mr. Big Fat Meany Cat Bucket o’ Spite.

So, let’s just say, IF Jacob delivered the mail to my underwear drawer, he could always slip it under some of the socks or PJs or semi-automatic machine guns I keep in there, and I might not notice it, even though I do use that drawer every day. After all, a girl usually needs her machine gun early in the day if not before breakfast.

7 08 2004
jeannedamoff

Re: Laughter Like That

Thanks, Donna! And thanks for stopping by my journal. :o)

7 08 2004
jeannedamoff

Re: Laughter Like That

Thanks, Donna! And thanks for stopping by my journal. :o)

7 08 2004
jeannedamoff

I can’t imagine why Jen wouldn’t run the vacuum every day. What else does she have to do? ;o)

Oh. And if you want your lint back, we’ve been saving it for you.

7 08 2004
jeannedamoff

I can’t imagine why Jen wouldn’t run the vacuum every day. What else does she have to do? ;o)

Oh. And if you want your lint back, we’ve been saving it for you.

9 08 2004
ljadministrator

Well that’s understandable… Why didn’t you say so?!

Jesse(d)

9 08 2004
ljadministrator

Well that’s understandable… Why didn’t you say so?!

Jesse(d)

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