Here's what I have today - a pile of knitted items for the mail:
Early: My mom's sweater, lacking only buttons and a final steam-pressing of seams and collar;
On time: Five hats for various Congresspersons, for the Warm Hats Not Hot Heads project;
Late: My aunt's Christmas socks, finished very soon after Christmas, but not yet mailed.
It turns out that I am not much of a grown-up when it comes to certain kinds of errands, and going to the post office is one of those kinds of errands. I can always think of something that I should (or would rather?) be doing instead, so I never go. Today I went and got envelopes/boxes and stamps for everything. I then came home and packaged up the hats - they are now in the mail. My aunt's socks will hit the road tomorrow. Mom's sweater (her birthday is next week) just needs some buttons, but its box and label and stamp are ready and waiting, so it can get packed up and dropped off (no need to get out of the car, even!) as soon as the buttons are sewn on. Now if only stopping by the fabric store weren't another one of Those Errands that I tend to avoid...