My wife was skiing all day. I was home with the kids but couldn't check the mail since Rachelle has the only mail key on her keychain.
I had to wait all day to find out if my postcard was in my mailbox. By 3:15 Rachelle called and told me she was on her way home but I was going stir crazy not knowing. I put my oldest daughter in charge of the other 2 kids, threw on my gear and rolled out for a quick road ride.
Got home from the ride and found this postcard laying on top of my wallet on the kitchen counter.
Time to lay off the maple bars and start getting ready.