So, no delivery. But you know what? It’s also a day where you won’t miss anything. Because nobody is getting mail. Not your neighbour, not your mum, not the guy three doors down who gets six parcels a week. We’re all in the same leaky boat.
No FOMO. Just JOMO (the Joy Of Missing Out). You can relax. You don’t have to run to the door in your pyjamas on Friday.
Plan like a pro next year
Here’s the top tip: if you must get something before Easter, order it on Wednesday or very early Thursday morning. Thursday is the last normal day. After that, the postie waves goodbye until Tuesday.
Anything sent on Thursday afternoon? It’s a gamble. You’re basically throwing your parcel into a time capsule. It’ll pop out on the other side of the weekend, blinking in the sunlight.
