Wow. I just had the most wonderful experience. At a post office, no less. I wanted to send a package to my Diplomat Friend, who is living in Peru. And while I like to think of myself as a savvy internet person, the USPS website was, let's just say, less than helpful with this endeavor. I was very close to just giving up altogether and saying screw it, I'll give her the gift when she gets back in August. But then I realized that my huge ego wanted validation that NOT ONLY did I hand make a quilt for her baby, but I was thoughtful enough to make the effort to figure out how to send something to Peru! As it usually does, my ego won out and I decided I should just suck it up and go to the Post Office. Which is usually the most dreadful experience. Long lines, stupid people. Not today. The place was deserted and the guy behind the counter was dazzlingly knowledgeable and fast with the customs forms, labeling and everything else I needed. So while I did nothing really at all, I'm feeling quite proud of myself.
Here's a photo of said quilt:
No big deal. (I'm practicing my humble brag)