I consider myself a pretty charitable person. I give away compliments all the time, always donate a sum in memory of people (friends, family, family of friends, friends of family) who have died and support a number of charities. But I admit that my motives are not pure. Occasionally, I donate money to an organization so I can get some nice address labels or a cute calendar. Horrible, right? You might be thinking that my selfishishness is cancelled out because at least I am donating money. That is too nice. For charities I really care about, I call the development offices and ask to be taken off of every mailing list so my money goes towards the charity and not towards printing and mailing costs.

Wonder Boy has apparently donate money to every bleeding heart, liberal, animal loving charity on the planet. Nearly every day he gets a donation request from someone and he has more mailing labels than he could possibly know what to do with. I wanted to get in on the action so I made a targeted donation to the ASPCA. I was expacting mailing labels with cute dogs and cats or maybe a calendar featuring adopted animals. Wonder Boy, who claims not to have made as many donations as out mailbox would imply, gets these things. Me? I got a thank you note. Bah!

Yesterday I got a mailing from Habitat for Humanity and I could tell straight away that it was going to be something good. The envelope was thick and when I opened it up I found some cute holiday address labels and was pumped. Until I looked closer.

Is my name Hilda? No it is not.

Here is my question to you. Do you think I should 1) pitch these and call it a day, 2) mail the booklet off to Hilda or 3) use them anyway and confuse my family and friends? I look forward to your input.

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