It was a chilly fall morning with just a nip in the air and I was snuggled in my good warm bed, when the telephone’s piercing ring woke me up with a start.
“Brenda,” that familiar voice rang out, “can you take me to the post office this morning? It’s real important!”
“Sure I can, Aunt Omega, but we have to wait til the post office opens. It’s only 6:30 right now.”
“Oh, sorry,” she apologized. “I forgot how you young people like to sleep in when you can.”
“That’s ok,” I lied. “I’ll be over to your house around nine o’clock. Is that early enough?”
“Well, yes, I guess that will do.”
Dragging myself out of bed, since I was already awake, I wrapped myself in my favorite old terry cloth robe and headed to the kitchen to make my coffee, and made a small fire in the fireplace. I had plenty of time to work my crossword puzzle and clear the fog from my head before picking up Aunt Omega. I wondered what was so important. I imagined that she had received a notice of a registered letter, or maybe she had ordered something from Sears and Roebuck and was anxious to get it. Or who knows, maybe she was late mailing a bill, and she wanted to actually take it inside the post office, thinking it would get there faster. One never knew what to expect with Aunt O.
I barely pulled up to her front door when she came running out and hopped in the car. Whoa! We weren’t even taking her car, which she usually insisted on. This must really be some kind of emergency. I didn’t ask her what the hurry was. I thought maybe it was a private matter and I didn’t want to invade her privacy.
When we got to the post office, Aunt Omega hopped out and told me she would be right back. Quick as you could snap your fingers, out of the post office she bounded with a look of pride and satisfaction on her face. She didn’t have anything with her that I could see…just her big red pocket book hanging firmly across her arm.
She climbed back in the car with not so much urgency now and announced she was ready to go back home. Curiosity got the best of me now. I just had to ask, “Aunt Omega, what was so important that you were so desperate to get to the post office bright and early today?”
“Don’t you know?” she seemed to be scoffing at my ignorance. “Postage is going up again tomorrow. I just bought me two rolls of 100 stamps each before the price went up. A penny saved is a penny earned, you know!”
“But, Aunt Omega, you can’t……..never mind.” I learned a long time ago there was no use trying to reason with Auntie. My insides were shaking and so was my headed, and she didn’t even notice my muffled laughs and snorting. Oh, Auntie O, you’ve done it again. What would I ever do without you?