so fustrating

Sorry to hear that. Stuff like this is indeed a real pain. And venting is what we're here for.

If it wasn't for bad luck, you'd have no luck at all. I'm sure everything will turn out fine. Be positive!

Give it until the end of today, it may have been put in the wrong box or they scanned it in the truck but failed to drop it in your box (have had this happen). If dropped at the wrong house and the recipient put it back out with “wrong address”, then it may take another day for the carrier to get it to you. If you don’t get it by tonight, call or go to your local branch and ask (very politely) to speak to the branch manager- more often than not they want to be helpful.

I got to know my branch manager (Mss Wanda) and I could ask for her by name when I called. They only lost a few packages of mine (usually when my normal carrier was out) but I would give her the tracking number and she could pinpoint where it had last been scanned (yes, that accurately) as in scanned at the wrong address or on the street which implies they scanned it in the truck (a big no-no but some carriers will scan all the packages on their rounds at once and then dump them on the porch to save time). They lost a package of mine for several days (marked as delivered) and I called her. I told her it was antique watch I had purchased for my wife as a gift and she saw it was delivered to the wrong address. She sent the carrier back out that night to pick it up from the house they misdelivered it to (apparently they had just dropped it on the table in their hallway and never noticed it had someone else’s name address on it) and bring it to mine- that’s service!

From potentially petty mail theft to questioning free will, wowzers.

What's the pipe organ? And rest in peace to the kitty 🙁

I’ll play Poulenc Organ concerto in her honor tonight. Glad the mail issue was a non-issue. I so rarely have had an issue with the postal service that wasn’t easily resolved.

Amazon did this a few months ago where they said delivered and nope. But I recognized the blue flower pot on the porch of one of my neighbors.

So sorry to hear about Midnight. My wife and I lost Oatmeal, the last of our four cats, about a year ago to diabetes at the age of 15. We'd kept her going with insulin injections for three years. The loss of a treasured animal companion is always hard.