I’ve sent the first volley of Christmas letters. I’m not doing it in the usual way this year and I can already see the error of my way, but – too late now – I’ll just have to make do because I’m not going to reprint the envelopes.
Yes, I print the envelopes. I know – it’s not as personal. But I send about 300 cards each year and stopped hand addressing them some years ago. I just can’t quite work that into my world anymore.
Well, I suppose I could, but I run my life with a constant ROI assessment going, and that is just not something I’m getting a good return on investment with. Investment can be time or energy or money – and in this case it’s time. Although when I’m fighting with the printer I’m not sure that’s exactly true. I desperately want a printer that will actually print a stack of envelopes without jamming constantly. I’ve never seen one. My $80 printer does as good a job of it as the $1800 one I used to use at work. They both suck at it.
Julie is coming over tomorrow night to work on cards so hopefully I’ll finish the majority of them then. Of course, there will be a few dozen more that I need to update addresses for, or that got eaten in the printer and I need to redo, or that I had the wrong code in the computer for and will only catch when I go through it again. I try desperately to not miss someone and sometimes do. It’s never intentional – just an accident that happens when someone who’s not good with details is juggling this much detail.
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