Mr. J went with me down to the post office and wrote down the addresses for me. I think the lady working got very tired of us because we had a million questions about shipping, etc. Eventually we got everything figured out and I think the lady was extremely happy to see us leave. I thought people were finally starting to understand that Pagans aren't evil but you try walking into the local post office with five different books about Witchcraft and tell me what kind of funny looks you get.
Mr. J and I walked in with the books in my purse and I laid them out on a counter separate from the mailing counter because I didn't want to get in anyone's way while I was trying to gather the correct boxes and envelopes. Of course I kept the books out in the open so I could measure for boxes and I left them out until Mr. J had the boxes correctly folded and all that. A few people walked past that didn't say anything but there were quite a few strange looks and many people looked at me like they wished they had holy water to throw in my face. But the time there at the post office was an adventure. Anyway, I am going to take a nap. Dirge and Julie, let me know when you guys get your books.