we arrived at starbucks at 8.40 - forgetting that it's saturday night and a balmy 70+ degrees. every patio table was full. knowing we couldn't take dobby inside, i got the drinks while matt walked him around. finally, when still no one was moving, we squeezed in at a table that someone was using only for the chair. finally, the moment! i took one sip of my vanilla soy steamer and felt a little drop. then quite a few more. then the wind picked up and all the people on the patio ran inside...all except our crazy little trio! we threw everything in the bags and ran with a frantic dobby to the car.
now i sit in an empty room that used to be our office, taking the last swigs of my steamer, and am noticing a strange smell from the carpet. we've actually renamed this room 'dobby's bathroom' since he seems to have an unnatural attachment to it.
i'll post some pictures of the house soon, since we're hopefully closing on the 25th. lots to do before then, but we're taking care of the truly crucial thing, like picking out reflective numbers for the mailbox.
2 comments:
i looooved this post! i laughed out loud at the starbucks dilemma, should say laughed ruefully, since the same thing happened to us last night.....I pushed hard for a Friday night 7:30pm movie, which was not only sold-out but felt like a madhouse, and when we came back for a 9:30, I had messed up the time (which was 10:30pm). I was so pissed by then, I didn't even want to rent a movie. You are doing SO well, Jods. I'd buy you another drink in a second : )
hey, don't underestimate the importance of reflective numbers . . the mailbox i backed into and had to replace when i was sixteen was lacking those crucial numbers which would have made it much easier to see.
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