And I still can't quite believe it.
But the appliance store people came by yesterday to pick up the wrong stove and drop off a check for the right amount to cover the charge that I imagine will now be released onto our credit card.
Or something.
It doesn't really matter. The stove fiasco is O-VAH!
May you, too, someday know the satisfaction of this sort of victory.
Small, but oh-so-satisfying.
Now, I must prepare for a three day weekend, thanks to our friend, Jesus.
(At least that's what my mother-in-law said in her recent card to us.)
Happy what-have-you!
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