After nine months of the Care Package Project, I've learned a thing or two... like that I'm really, really bad at sending care packages.
I mean, yes, we have put together some pretty great CPPs. That's not what I'm talking about. The shopping is the easy part. The hard part is getting the packages to their intended recipients on time... or at all.
What we need are lists so you can compare and contrast the failures with the successes:
Janice, January (we started the year out strong!)
Tim, March (he loves the flashlight glow stick thing Johanna insisted on adding. He texts her every time he uses it)
Everybody, April (as far as I know, everyone we sent Johanna's cards to got them)
Cousin Nancy, June (Mom said she was so touched to get a package from us)
Grandparents, February (the weather made it hard to be awesome)
Cody, May (it took almost a month for his package to arrive. He wasn't even in college to receive his college package by that time)
Marlene, July (too little, too late. I'm still sad about that)
Nicole, August (my best package to date... and she never received it)
So essentially what I'm noticing here is that I'm four for four. (You know what? English is a weird language.) Four wins, four losses. We needed September to turn the tide for Team Success.
As we've already established many, many times, between the idea and the reality falls the shadow. That TS Eliot really knew what he was talking about...
Anyway, the moral of this post is that I literally JUST ordered something on Amazon (even though I've been planning this all month) to send to our darling little great-nephews, who turned 1 and 2 this summer, and they won't get the package until at least Oct. 6, so I'll wait to tell you what I sent until then.
In the meantime, Abby and I have already picked our October CPP recipient, and I have a whole 31 days before I fail yet again.
Seriously, I had no idea the Revolution would be this difficult...
UPDATE: Read about September's thrilling conclusion here.