Dear Mr. Postman...

I just want to apologize for my rant on FB this past Monday about how I was going to beat the sh*t out of you if you did not deliver my Leadville confirmation. I also want to apologize for calling my local post office and ranting to your co-workers about how I thought, not only were you doing a sh*tty job delivering the mail, I had come to the conclusion that you weren't delivering MY mail AT ALL and were, in fact, hoarding it to play some sort of cruel trick on me in my time of angst and anxiousness.

I hereby acknowledge that you DID deliver my mail on Monday, all of it, including my Leadville confirmation card. My kids decided to punk me and hide it.

So, on behalf of me and my family, Mr. Postman, I apologize.

But if you could please deliver my bills to someone else, that would be much appreciated.