I feel like I'm losing my main focus of
writing, but perhaps that is okay for a season. I actually have an essay ready
to put online. I think I'll do that on Monday. But right now, the only thing I
can think about is shipping books. It's the only thing I have time for.
Seriously, this is really cool because not only will I have enough money to pay
for the remaindered books from Eerdmans, I'm going to get a badly needed new
computer and then have a little money left to set aside in savings.
The only price to pay I have to pay is 2 hours
of packaging and shipping every night. I've packaged and shipped 99 orders so
far. Every single one of them includes a note from me and some kind of surprise.
I have 57 pending orders. I'm taking them in the order they are received.
Tonight I'll work on orders placed on October 7th. (International orders: I must
apologize. I have to go to the post office to fill out custom forms for you, so
I have about 15 to do on Saturday all at once.)
You would think that looking up every address
at
Microsoft Virtual Earth, writing notes, and looking for
interesting things to put between the pages would get old. It doesn't. If
anything, I spend more time looking at people's homes and imagining their lives
now than in the beginning.
Yesterday I ended up writing a two-page letter to this person who ordered 4
books. Why? Just needed to.
My latest surprises left between the pages:
- Mexican money
- Wash Away Your Sins Towelettes (seriously)
- A Route 66 pen I found
- Chili Piquin peppers picked at our church
(in baggies). See our
church news blog for details
- Last Supper gum
- A little metal knight from my office. One
of my many toys.
- A Starbucks card that might or might not
have any money left on it.
In one person's book I put a Far Side cartoon,
a Mariner's ticket, and a packet of Sesame Chicken mix from my pantry. I wrote
"I don't know why. I just grab stuff!"
Clearly I am having way too much fun with this.
A few homes that I enjoyed seeing:
Click any for a larger view

This person lives about the same distance from
I-35 as I do, but in Minnesota.

Yes, this is how I picture life in Seattle. Huge
evergreens covering your house with shade.

New Orleans. I was a little worried about this
person, but...

Apparently his or her house is on the opposite
side of the city from the Pontchartrain. I don't think they were flooded.
Haven't heard back.
rlp