We all enjoy Amazon Prime,
I can order something and get it tomorrow.
It’s convenient, I don’t even have to leave my house, packages come to the front door,
sometimes even on a bench inside our front porch.
However, because I live out in the country, it doesn’t always seem safe to have random deliverers motoring up the driveway.
I’m all right with UPS and Fedex rumbling along the river rock, it’s the unmarked car, slowly winding its way along, that un-nerves me.
I worry about who may be sneaking through the grasses we grow in the front pasture,
and I stand in my screened in porch to watch as he gets out of his car,
looks hesitantly around,
leans back inside to grab something…
at this point I wonder if it could be a gun or a bomb and I look helplessly for a weapon among my vases and pillows…
When I see it is a box or an envelope with the tell-tale arrow I draw a breath and open my patio door.
The other night is was 9:27 pm, far too late for any deliveries especially those in un-marked vehicles.
I wasn’t waiting I just received a ping on my phone to tell me the carrier couldn’t leave her package because…
well, it was probably too dark to venture up a deserted road that led to who knows where?
Hubs called Amazon the following morning to re-iterate the importance of delivering during daylight hours and the dangers of crossing private property lines without some kind of Prime identifying signage.
In the country, outside city limits, we don’t take kindly to a strange vehicle cresting the rise,
We have been known to take pop-shots at strangers.
“We can’t expect Amazon to change what they do,” I said, “unless someone gets hurt. It’s up to us to be pro-active.”
He’s considering a rubbermaid tub next to the trash can.
“I could just leave delivery instructions on my order…” I suggested, “‘Leave at the first gate.’”
It may make me feel safer when I’m home alone but it won’t be as convenient.
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.
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