Waiting unpatiently
I am sitting at home, waiting for my new MacBook to arrive, and it feels like Christmas morning. I run to the window every time I hear an engine; every vehicle that comes by could be my MacBook sleigh! A large, brown UPS sleigh, pulled by 200 horses, driven by Santa, who has trimmed his beard and goes by “Tony” and wears shorts year round.
Maybe Tony’ll be wearing a Santa hat because he’s feeling jolly.
I’m feeling jolly, but also scared to take a shower (don’t want to get stuck in there if the doorbell rings) and afraid to eat my cereal (what if I don’t hear the ring over the snap-crackle-pop?).
My bike got home from Iowa while I was in the shower. The FedEx guy got a show, and when I apologized, he told me it happens all the time. Who knew?
