“I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume, you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.” Walt Whitman
There are some delays in the mail and I haven’t been keeping a record of when I ship my art.
It’s all part of adjusting to the changes since the coronavirus changed our world. I’m lucky, I still get to do my work and sell it because people are still buying it (Thank you!)
I’ve changed the way I do shipping in the past, learning over the years how to do it more efficiently and less expensively. But this time the changes I’ve made to keep myself from spending time in the postoffice are less efficient and more expensive.
My art that I can’t mail using Etsy Shipping I’m buying stamps and calculating the price of sending a package at the Postoffice site online. This way I don’t have to wait in line at the Post office. I just leave my packages on the counter, say Hi, and Thank You to Wendy who is behind the Plexi divider wearing her mask and gloves, and walk out.
But this has left me with no way to track certain packages. And with the delays in delivery, for the first time in ten years, I have more people contacting me about when I sent my packages and wondering how to track them.
So it’s time to make another adjustment. Because as the wise people say, we haven’t done this before and we are figuring it out as we go.
I’ve decided I’ll still send out the small envelopes, the ones I can fit my magnets and postcards in, with stamps on them (and I’m not just basing my decision on the fact that I get to use my .85 Walt Whitman stamps, although that’s a good argument to keep doing it) and bring the bigger packages with my potholders in them to Wendy so I can have a tracking number for them.
I’m not making this change lightly. We’ve had very few cases of coronavirus in Washington County and none in our immediate area. And the governor is talking about slowly opening up parts of the state (which would include where we live) in a few weeks.
This is all good news on many levels one being that I’ll get to talk to Wendy again, with all the protections in place, which is one of life’s little pleasures that I miss.
So thanks again to everyone who has kept me busy this afternoon packing up your postcards, magnets, posters, and potholders. And thanks for being patient as I once again learn how to best ship my art.