Yes, you are right. Another Monday mail-call. My husband once again beat me to it, hurrying to the mailbox like a kid on Christmas morning. He flipped through the bank statement, a contest from Writer's Digest an ad for insurance and then he handed me the envelope. Its thickness tricked me. I slid the flap open and read the first sentence. "Thank you for your interest..." I skipped straight to the next line..."Unfortunately..."
But wait...the publication wasn't actually rejecting me or my story--they were closing down the magazine! I should feel sad for them, I do but I will admit their reasoning made getting rejected that much easier. But at least I tried.
Hmmm...maybe the remaining four days this week will get better.