more the merrier...

Whoever said that never ordered from Amazon.  This year for Christmas I did most of my Christmas shopping online. I was so proud of myself, all organized and on the ball.  I had my list, I checked it twice and on Black Friday instead of fighting the crowds, I slept in.  Later that day while sipping hot chocolate, lounging in my sweats, and singing to Christmas music playing in the background, I did my shopping!  I completed most of  it in one huge order of  twenty something items. Score one for Val!  or so I thought.

The next week the first part of my large shipment arrived.  I had ordered two large suitcases for Ry for his mission.  I came home from work and fed ex had dropped off four huge boxes on my porch.  As I lugged them in the house, I noticed each one was a suitcase.  The fact that two had somehow turned into four had me a bit confused.  Pretty soon the doorbell rang with UPS with more packages, another part of my order.  I didn't take time to open them as I walked to my mailbox, unlocked it and retrieved two more small packages that came through the postal service.  I began opening box after box and realized that each item I had ordered  was coming in duplicate.  I couldn't believe my eyes.

I went online and opened my account.  For some strange reason on November 25 my order was entered in  the Amazon system twice.  No I didn't accidentally put double of everything in my shopping cart, somehow there was a glitch in the system and my order was entered in again under a different order number.  So now instead of twenty some odd  items I was getting forty in various small shipments and groupings, only which a part had arrived.  I spent over two hours with Amazon on chat on the computer and on the phone and they couldn't figure out what had happened.  They told me as they were comparing order numbers and items  back and forth that it was all very confusing!  (well that was an understatement)

The only thing left to do was to print out return labels and send each item back that was duplicated.  What a huge pain.  So I have had to study order numbers, print out the appropriate return label, and not it's twin, and then make trips to Fed Ex, UPS and the post office.  Things are still arriving and my headache is growing.  At one time the living room was piled with nearly six feet of boxes.  I remember going to bed one night, waking up and thinking it was all a bad dream.  Then I walked downstairs and saw the mountain the the living room!

Every time we pass a parcel delivery truck on the road one of the kids pipes up with, "they are probably heading to our house ?"  Needless to say when I now hear someone say, the more the merrier, I cringe and think next year it might be simpler to fight the crowds and do my shopping in person!  Good Grief!