I was just about to start writing about the excruciating wait for the arrival of our countertops when I heard the long-awaited rumble of a diesel engine. From the upstairs office window, I saw two trucks pull up. In the beds rested beautiful black stone countertops. Oh what a glorious sight.
It feels like Christmas did when I was a kid. You’ve waited for what feels like forever, and finally you’re walking down the stairs to see what’s under the tree. I even had to work from home today because I couldn’t stand not being here for the countertop delivery.
I think they’re unloading our stone sink from the truck now. Awesome.
Today is a great day. Not only do we finally get our countertops, but tonight we’re going to UGA’s annual hockey game in Savannah.
On top of all that, it’s Friday the 13th. That’s always been lucky for Lee and me, because our first date was on a Friday the 13th. It’s our happy 11 year, 8 month dating anniversary, and we have a lot to celebrate.