Quiet Friday Night

The plumbing inspection was delayed this week due to the snow, so we couldn’t move in this weekend. Again. We went over to the House last night anyway and pretended like we were just spending a quiet night at home. We hung out with the dog, had a beer, and watched Ghost Whisperer. What most would say was a delightful night at home. Of course your idea of delight must include sitting on your porch rocking chairs and using the kitchen sink box as a coffee table. Our night was only interrupted when I had to pee; meaning we had to drive back to the condo where there is plumbing and working bathrooms. It was a nice night nonetheless. All that quiet just SCREAMED “You are almost here! Hang in there! hope, HOPE, HOPE”.