Cue the "Jeopardy" theme....

It is Wednesday, the 7th. My invite was sent from DC on the 5th. I know that the possibility is remote that it is now sitting in the cold in my mailbox, but I still want to check. But, the roommates are nowhere or asleep and the mail key is GONE from it's normal spot. It's GONE from its abnormal spots. I want to get some pliers and break into my mailbox, but I think that's a felony of some sort. You can't be in the Peace Corps if you've got a felony conviction. OK, maybe if it was a long time ago. But, I sure wouldn't be leaving in March if I broke into the mailbox tonight. I wish I was at work. Then I would at least have other things to stress out about. I am really not going to miss all those nights of staring at my fetal heartbeat tracing with a knot of stress in my belly along with the Footlong Corndog from Hell. (Just typing that makes my stomach turn.)