On a first hand basis: last weekend, the Saturday mail carrier got everyone's mail in our cul-de-sac off by one box. The neighbor to our right got our mail, we got the neighbor's to our left, etc. Our neighbors are cool and we all just traded our mail back to each other, so no harm done in the end, but it diminished my already flagging confidence in the USPS.
As a writer, I live and die by the coming of the mail. This trend blows billy goats.
On the writing front:
Nothing from this weekend and I don't expect to be able to crank much out until . . . shit. Until next month! Between houseguests, my training trip, and Dragon*Con, I don't see how I'm going to have the time to work on anything. Dang.
But I did manage to do enough crits on Critters for another MPC this week. That's sort of like writing. Kinda.