I went to the post office tonight. I needed to check my box so I could see how many letters I have. I got six new ones. I also wrote nine letters. I'm all caught up on the ones I got and now I just have the new ones. While I was out, I went to Starbucks. Luckily, they still had some cascara syrup. The last time I was there, the barista said she thought they were almost out. When I went tonight, I asked if they still had some. They said, yes! I got my cascara latte. When I got to the window, he told me that they had to go in the back and look. I think I got some syrup from the last bottle. I'll try to get over there and get more before they run out!
I brought my latte home and wrote my letters. I have a nice stack of them to mail out on tomorrow's walk. I'll get to the new ones in a few days. I'm trying to get this year off right and keep up with my letters and answer them quickly. Of the six I got today, one is from my favorite penpal and one is another new letter from an inmate. ~_~; I probably will pass on that one. I have written (and do) write to a few inmates, but it's really not that great. We don't have anything in common. Plus, even though I mention in my welcome letter that I'm single and like it that way, they all seem to think I want a boyfriend. NO THANK YOU! If I did want a relationship, it sure wouldn't be with someone in jail.