Overslept this morning (I’m old – it happens) and when spouse heard me walking into the kitchen he hollered “Package for you – I put it on your desk.” Flicked the switch on the kettle, climbed into my fuzzy winter slippers and warm, snuggly robe, hurriedly fixed a cuppa and opened the door to my office.
And there it was, in all its glory, begging to be freed from its cold cardboard shipping sleeve. It travelled more than 6000 miles in just under 72 hours. Not bad.
Looks like spouse will be doing the Rocky marathon without me. I’m happy to help with the popcorn though!