This is How I Know I Watch Too Many Lifetime Movies

First, let me set the scene.

It's a cold, rainy afternoon in Chicago. I'm running back to work after a doctor's appointment, trying to avoid the tourists obsessing over the Christmas windows at Macy's.

At one section of the street, I encountered one of those makeshift construction thingys that are only useful for pedestrians on rainy days. But because I had my umbrella, I skipped the brief reprieve from the rain and walked around it, braving the elements.

THIS IS WHEN THE DRAMATIC PART HAPPENS.

A random (umbrella-less) lady standing under the construction thingy stuck her arm out in front of me and asked me to put her envelope in the mailbox directly to my right. I was confused (my headphones were in), so I had to ask her to repeat herself. Apparently she was avoiding going out in the rain. Forgive me for saying this, but she seemed a little...off. Because I didn't want to be the crazy lady who refused to help the (crazier) lady in a head to toe purple puffy jacket, I passed the envelope from her to the big blue box. As I walked away, she asked me to make sure it went in the box. I just kept walking.

Here's where my made for TV movie mind took over.

I didn't like touching that envelope. What was in it? What did I touch? I noticed as I was dropping it in the box that it was addressed to a law office. Who is she suing? Who is suing her? Who did she kill? Who is after her? Are they after me now? Did she steal someone's baby? Did she kidnap a pregnant lady so that she can deliver & then keep that baby?

Is she...

Or maybe she's the "mother" in...

Or worst of all, she's this lady all grown up (and pissed)...

Oh dear.

Even as I type this I know how crazy it sounds. Am I 20 years away from being the crazy lady in the purple jacket? Maybe I should just stop watching Lifetime.

Nah. THAT would be crazy.