Anyway, on Fridays I work from home, and that means a more relaxed pace, Peppa Pig for Bink (have you seen this? It is seriously the cutest. British pigs! Too much.) and if I am a very good girl, packages delivered. Specifically, packages from the UPS man.
Now, of course everyone loves getting packages in the mail, it's usually something fun that you've been looking forward to, but I am doubly happy when the bell rings because my UPS man is seriously the sexiest man alive.
He's probably in his late forties, very handsome, and very charming and friendly. He always has a story or something funny to say and I seriously end up blushing and flirting like a crazy person like a total idiot. Like, he was here two hours ago and my face is still warm.
Sigh. I wish I had a picture. This is pretty much what he looks like:
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