Are you all familiar with the term happy mail? I came across the term on Youtube, where you can actually find many, many videos that show the exploits of happy mail: Especially in the crafting community, happy mail is basically an unsolicited shipment of an odd assortment of material, gifts and surprises. Strictly speaking, happy mail is any mail that makes you happy, of course, but it occurred to me over the last couple of days, that I have been a regular receiver of happy mail here in this fandom. (In fact, I sometimes feel like Mr A himself – receiving so many kind gifts and cards from lovely people.) So, this week, I received 3 packages. All of them surprises. And all of them made me majorly happy. It’s just a terrific feeling when you receive a gift and you realise that the sender has really thought about you. Whether it is carefully chosen gifts or simply the thought of passing on items that they *know* I can use, I very much appreciate that there was a thought of little old me somewhere at the beginning of the parcel.
And so I was absolutely thrilled with the mint tin full of little silver charms that Eugeal sent to me, together with a series of pictures of Mini Guy. Very funny stuff – you *must* have a look over here at Mini Nottingham!
A big thank you to you Eugeal – that little mobile phone charm is crying out to be combined with Lucas North, isn’t it???
Then there were two *massive* parcels from the United States. On Monday, I received a big box of goodies from LoLo.
That was the first look when I opened the box. Yeah, but not looking good for much longer, with all those delicious peanut butter M&Ms!!! But anyway, that was just the beginning. The gifts were individually wrapped in gorgeous tissue paper. So beautiful that I took a picture pre-unwrapping. And only then I unwrapped.
Thank you so much, LoLo – such gorgeous things again, I love that Moleskine book, can’t wait to use it, and the tins and the bling, and most of all those Zox straps. I am wearing the burst of fire and orange right now. After wearing the “warrior” strap for most of December until now (‘battling’ the smoking withdrawal), I have now ‘graduated’ to the uplifting message by Tolkien.
And as if that wasn’t enough happy mail this week, another big parcel was dropped on my doorstep today.
Michele is spoiling me with a big fan survival kit, and I just love all that she has chosen. From Haribo gummi sweets via my favourite tea brand to kitty socks and pouches, as well as a fabulous diary and other useful items. Thank you Michele – this is so funny and accurate, particularly your card! And then there is the star present – that key to Erebor! Many moons ago I bought a key to Erebor to turn into a badge which I intended to wear to the Hobbit premiere in London. It turned out a bit flimsy. But not this fabulous, solid Erebor key. Oh, if only that dwarf was attached to the key…
Mind you, my bunch of keys is going to get bigger and bigger. Look who is already there:
That key ring came from Tiny Clanger in December…
Anyway, you can see that I have been majorly spoilt here with happy mail. So much so that I think it all may have permanently pushed me back into my happy zone, away from all my glum, regretful smoking-withdrawal moaning. With the help of some kind comments I have finally copped on that I had to give myself permission to feel shit about everything for a while. And *boom*, as if by magic, things are suddenly looking up again. Maybe it has helped that I have been the recipient not only of gifts, but also of good thoughts because other things are finally looking up, too.After weeks, months, possibly years of pain and worry, I had an appointment on Monday with a consultant who diagnosed me with moderate to severe varicose veins in my left leg. I had been worried that my smoking had damaged the blood circulation in my legs, so I was relieved that it is *only* varicose veins. A date has been set for a procedure to treat the offensive veins. It’s called sclerotherapy and thankfully it can be done under local anaesthetics. Keep your fingers crossed that my insurance will pay for this procedure, because I really want to get rid of this pain and leave all the moaning behind this year.
Lastly, no sooner had I announced on this blog that I have more time on my hands and therefore am blogging on a daily basis, and suddenly there are movements on the job front. I got in touch with a couple of companies, offering my expertise, and I feel very encouraged by the replies. No contracts have been signed yet, but the fact that two companies came back interested in what I have to offer, means a lot to me. My confidence really received a blow last year when I lost my London client, and I now feel more hopeful that I can find another client and continue to work on my own terms.
So, all good over here *knocks on wood*. Don’t count your chickens before they hatch, of course, but all of this – knowing what is wrong with my leg, feeling confident that I am yet a useful part of the workforce, and most of all your kind gifts and attention for me, have pushed me to the other side. The glass is half full again. Thank you!
Oh, and to go back to where I started – happy mail – well, I think that happiness needs to be shared. Flat Richie is basically a happy mail project, too. But it has occurred to me that I never put on a ’12 days of Christmas’ series in December, even though I had prepared for it. Instead, I think I’ll do some happy mail to tide us over gloomy January and February. Not quite sure yet whether I’ll just mailbomb some unsuspecting fellow fans or whether I’ll do a few raffles, but hopefully I’ll also have some (filled) tins to throw into the mix. So stay tuned.
Oh, and Hannibal 3×10 will follow another time. Tomorrow? Possibly 🙂