You might think I am a little nuts (if you don’t already) but I am a STICKLER for writing Thank You notes. I was raised this way…get a gift, immediately send a TY note. Handwritten, personalized, etc. My mom had me doing them when I could write and I write them well and am very timely in sending them out. (Ok, if you are reading this and I owe you a TY note…sorry! I have been busy.)
When Hubby and I got married, TY notes were sent two days after the showers and within a month of the wedding. See what I mean? Slightly anal.
Anyhoo – I get pissed when I don’t get a TY note for a gift. Really I do. I can’t let the matter die. We (Hubby, Avery and I) were in his cousin’s wedding in 2007. I went to a shower in May, hosted a shower in June, went to her Bachelorette party and was in the wedding. I made them a freaking scrapbook for crying out loud. In total we spent about $2000 on this wedding. NO THANK YOU NOTE – not for ANY of it. This really gets my blood boiling. Good thing I don’t have to have my blood pressure taken right at this exact moment. For some reason, I just can’t let this matter die. It haunts the back of my mind and pokes at me every once in awhile. And I know I am getting on a tangent but I have tell you how important this little bit of etiquette is to me.
But recently, I discovered a new trend. A major faux paux in my mind, the Queen of the Hand Written, sealed, stamped note. Recently, friends of ours warranted a gift. Hubby and I selected it, and I mailed it. A few days later, I got a message on Facebook. At first I thought it was just acknowledgement of the gift, but the more I read the message, it was intended to be a REPLACEMENT for a mailed TY. Um, I was bothered by this. I am one for technological advances and quick communication but has it gotten so bad that taking less than 5 minutes to write a note is too much? I hope not…in this era of Crackberries, and texting, and email, and cell phones, it would be a shame to lose such a personal touch to technology.
This will never happen to me. And Avery will learn the importance of writing a thank you note. And she will kick and scream, just like I did. I couldn’t understand why my mom forced the issue. Until I was an adult. Then I got it. And thank you note classes will begin…Just as soon as she can write her name.