I am home after work, sitting on the couch in the basement, catching up on the blogs I am following, when I hear the front door. It sounded like it opened, and then I heard 'thud..thud..thud'
The first thought I had was that Adam was coming back inside, then I remembered he was in the bathroom (sorry honey). I went up stairs and opened the door to see these:
Adam's direct (junk) mail from Geico. Since he works in marketing, he is a 'seed' for all the different types of mail they send out. Well today we got 3 rubberbanded stacks of it.
Oh and it was the only mail we got today too (if you don't count the other 3 pieces of junk mail from credit cards)