C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!

I found the "parcel key" in our mailbox this afternoon and I was sure it was a package from the Department of Homeland Security.

I took the key out of the mailbox and walked to the parcel box only to open it and FIND:

my birthday present.

I'm not supposed to be disappointed by this...

Now I am in possession of David McCullough's John Adams, but without government papers.