Semi-Daily Scribbles

The envelope didn't fit. The slot was too narrow. Amanda cursed her inability to get to the point, keep things short, say what she meant to say. Most of the letter was an apology. Well, mostly a long explanation why she wasn't coming to Easter dinner, and then the apology. Work was hell. Two of her sales associates quit without notice, and Amanda had to cover the floor as well as stay on top of her managerial duties. She hadn't had a weekend off in months, and didn't know if she'd make it to Teddy's graduation, or the reunion over the 4th. Amanda's daily roster was filled with gaps, and she was the only person who could do more than one task at work. It got to the point where she even had to be in two places at once. Amanda resented how the words overworked and underpaid described her life. She had so many plans. That's why there were so many lilac-tinted pages inside the envelope. Amanda went into detail about two of her stalled projects, and how there was much to prepare in the next few weeks. Her mind wandered for a moment as she felt the key to her storage unit tucked between the folds of the stationery. Amanda flattened and pressed and guided the packet through the slit until it disappeared, then panicked when she heard it hit the bottom of the letter box. She'd forgotten to include Mandy's phone number. Her family would need to get in contact with Mandy. Amanda sighed as she hurried back to the shop. She hoped there were stamps in the desk drawer. She needed to write another letter.