The Universe [Almighty] definitely has a good sense of humor…
I ordered this coffee mug for Mother’s Day, which reads, “Chaos Coordinator Fueled By Caffeine.” I think it’s great! Anyway, this coffee mug has quite the story and I feel the need to share it…
Now, when it first arrived last week, I was too disappointed to realize just how funny Life can be sometimes.
So, the story actually begins with the wrong package.
According to its tracking status, my coffee mug was “delivered.” Fed Ex, UPS, and Amazon delivery guys/gals do not knock anymore, to avoid face to face contact. Totally understandable; however, the picture they provided me as “proof of delivery,” showed a massive package at my front door. Massive!
I opened up my door and sure enough, a huge box was there – it could have held 10 coffee mugs. It was heavy too. Well, I was expecting other packages and I just barely glanced at the address sticker. So, I opened it. TOTALLY NOT MY PACKAGE.
I looked at the address label and it is addressed to my neighbor with no name. So, to avoid face to face contact, I thought I would drop it off at our community club house and let them sort it out. Well, I forgot, the clubhouse was closed!
Ugh, I couldn’t just leave it at my neighbors door, because it was opened and I had no tape to reseal it. I had to knock on my neighbors door and hope someone was home.
Fortunately, someone was home. Through a crack in the door, I passed off their package to them and of course apologized for opening it. They were super nice, but goodness, their door slams loudly. LOL
So, obviously, my coffee mug was delivered to someone else. I contacted customer service who told me to call back, if I hadn’t received it after 48 hours. Okay.
Well, later that day, I got a very loud aggressive knock on the door. It was so loud, that I immediately thought, BIGFOOT! Of course, I am joking. But, still, I decided I should probably wait for whoever that was to leave, before opening my door. LOL
After a bit, I opened the front door to find a tiny smooshed box (perfect size for a coffee mug) on top of my door mat. Honestly, I didn’t expect to ever get it. So, I am totally grateful that someone found my box and left it at my door, even though it looks like it had one heck of a crazy journey getting here.
I picked up the box and you can hear shattered glass.
My coffee mug was busted. Actually, the mug itself was pretty much intact, except for the handle; the handle was completely shattered in tiny pieces. Unfortunately, I can’t use it without a handle, because there is a tiny hole in the ceramic where the handle is busted (it’s a leaky coffee mug), so it downgraded from a coffee mug to a fancy pencil holder.
I was going to return it, but it just doesn’t seem worth it. It was very disappointing. I sat it on my desk, filled it with pens and pencils, and moved on with life.
However, yesterday, I glanced over at it and just started laughing!
The broken handle on this coffee mug that reads, “Chaos Coordinator Fueld By Caffeine,” truly represents CHAOS!
I LOVE IT!! I will never part with it!
It will be a constant reminder that not only does the Universe [Almighty] have a good sense of humor, but also that when things seem broken or busted, they can still have purpose and serve a very important function. 🙂 ❤