doesn't the post office pick-up on Saturday anymore?  (i sound old). 

i filled-out some cobra paperwork for the ex-employer, put it in an oversize envelope along with a pithy tome, and set it out for usps retrieval.  i just left the house to get a grinder (aka a sub, elsewhere), and there was my important mailpiece.  i grabbed it, stuffed it in my shirt (i was traveling via bicycle) and set off to find a mailbox which i found right outside the pizza place, and which i walked by, not once or twice, but three times without it occuring to me once that i need to take the envelope out from inside my shirt and place it in the mailbox.  perhaps the supreme being is trying to tell me not to send it. 

i didn't know she had jurisdiction over the post office, though.