These strips represent bindings for one, two... fourteen quilts. Five (not telling you which five) have already been sewn up onto quilts and are in the process of flying out to their new homes.
Mom's kinda PO'd at the PO. She has a laser printer. It's a lot more economical than a color inkjet printer, since she only replaces the toner cartridge about every other year or so, but when she finally runs out, it's pricey (like $65.00) to replace. So she has been printing the USPS labels at her day hunting gig.
Except last week there was a printer problem and one of her labels didn't print. Finally she got it to print, and sent the package off. Now the USPS says she owes money for that label. Except, of course, she already paid for it. So they won't let her print any others until she pays for the label she didn't print (or use.)
So she called them today and after spending some time on "ignore" she got a real person who told her that to fix it she would have to pay for the label, and they would issue a credit. Get this, the credit will take almost 2 weeks to appear on her magic plastic card account! Mom is not best pleased.
The toner cartridge is on order.
In other news, I spent an entire -hour- sitting next to her in the comfy green recliner last night, while we watched Nova. I let her know I wanted attention by sitting on the table, directly in front of her while she ate her dinner (a disgusting mess of grape tomatoes, onions, cauliflower, and green rabbit junk (sorry Fiona) on a turkey cutlet). What did I say to her?
What else would I say?