I will not grouch, whine, cry or mutter under my breath when it appears the damn box only made it to Des Moines, Iowa on the 28th and liked it so much there it decided to stay. (Apparently Des Moines is a beguiling place) Or be tempted to to jump in my car and drive to Springfield MA when the little ticker on the website says that it got there FINALLY today. I will not point out to my husband that geez, I could have driven to Minnesota and back in the time that it has taken.
Why? Because I am patient. Yep. Patient. That's me.