So my book hasn’t been delivered yet. It is 10:08am and this waiting shit is for the birds. I’ve been up since 7:30 and every minute is agony. There was the grand fake out when Kile opened the door to look in the porch, in case it had been delivered behind our back. And you know what? There was a package sitting there. For an awful instant, I thought Kile had beat me to the book. Then we realized the package was something else altogether and had most likely been delivered yesterday while I was gone all day. Dangit.
Then, a few moments ago, I went upstairs to fetch Liam from his nap. While I was grabbing him out of the crib, the doorbell rang. I literally shouted out, “Son of a bitch!” As I came downstairs with Liam on my hip, I saw Kile standing by the front door. “What are you waiting for?” I asked, “Answer it!” He started to laugh. The jerk had waited until I got upstairs and then rang the doorbell himself. There is a special spot in hell for people who pull such a prank, don’t you think?
I’ve seen various news headlines on my Google homepage saying things like “A Fitting Finale for Potter”. I, of course, will not click on them. I resolve to stay unspoiled. However, at the moment I’m watching “Office Space” on E! and you know them with their little news tickers at the bottom of the screen. I’m just trying to ignore it the best I can. So far, so good.
I was talking to my mom on the phone this morning and told her we were waiting for our book to come. I also told her that Kile and I were going to be fighting to see who got to read it first. She asked, “Why not let Harry read it first?” I just laughed. Because, seriously? She then told me that I was mean. Maybe so, but he’s not reading Harry Potter before me, that’s for sure.
God, I just hope my book is here soon. And that Kile is in the bathroom when it finally comes.
