I'm still waiting. And I am not doing it gracefully.
Did I offend the mailman? Is he holding my much anticipated package hostage?
My townsend #8 cutterhead isn't here yet.
Every day at lunch time I stalk the mailbox. My little face pressed against the peep-hole in the door. And yet every day all he friggin brings me are bills!
So for now, all I can do is continue........