Snail mail day

I love it when I return home, from my mailbox (that isn't in the building where I live... Well, that's a long story), with a bag full of envelopes and packages to open. I walk around the city smiling, my steps are quick, I need to run through stairs and finally I'm home, I can open them all.
I don't know how people can live without this.

The bad thing is that, walking home, I see so many bars (is there an English word for "bar"? I really don't know.) with sweets calling me. And they're so cheap, so nice, so tasty...

Well, this isn't good for my diet really, but... Sometimes I think, I prefer to be a bit chubby but to have things like this to eat. Because they make me happy...
(Ok, that's just an excuse, I'll eat just a salad this evening!!)