In recent day dreaming fantasies I have imagined myself coming home on a cold rainy Manchester evening to find my far away boy on my doorstep with a big smile and declarations of love.
Alas, every day since I sent my Highland Cattle card he has not been there.
Oh well, I sigh.
Every time questioning how long it takes for a card to get to this far away place (2000 miles if you were wondering). I think about our shitty postal service and just hope he hasn't got it yet and that is the reason I haven't heard even a peep of recognition.
Unlikely, I know, but a girl can dream (or be deluded).
So, today, note my surprise when I came home to a long-since promised parcel from my friend Lucie.
I ripped it open to find an "I <3 SF" t-shirt and a whole hoard of Ghirardelli chocolates!!
Awesome!!
So, although I did not find my far away boy, I did get a new sleep t-shirt and many a taste explosion in bite size quantities.
Oh, I almost forgot.
I have managed to quit that nightmarish job at the pharmacy and bag myself a nice little number on the check in for a budget airline at Manchester Airport!!
See, good thing's do come to those who wait...
...keep your fingers crossed that my next thing is far away boy!!
