It's in the mail.

[temporus]

Late (too late) last night I finished up my final revision on a story, printed it out, printed out the cover letter, packed it up with a SASE, and sealed it up.  This morning I dropped it in the post office box, after double checking the postage on the postal scale.  Now it's on its way.

Okay, let me back track a little.  I finished up the revision late last night.  Then I tried to go to sleep.  Then I felt compelled to get back up, type up a cover letter, and have that ready to go, thinking that I would be able to get to sleep.  Clearly  I was wrong, because then I had to dig out my #10 envelopes, and my large manila envelopes, and my stamps.   Then I had to address everything, then I packed it all up, and weighed it on the scale we bought for the Little Man, which by-the-by happens to weigh things nicely in ounces.  Then onto the USPS website, to verify postage for the pack, stamp, then double check all contents were in the envelope (Cover, SASE, Manuscript) and seal it. 

Then I was able to get back to sleep.

I think I forgot what this was like.  My most recent prior submission was electronic, which was a different kind of exciting,  Something about the whole mailing process feels a lot like wrapping a gift.  Yeah, I'm sure once I get back into many more of these, the feeling will wear out.  But for now I'll take what little joys I can, if it keeps me moving in the right direction.

Good luck little manuscript.  Find a home soon.