So yesterday morning, I woke up early despite going to bed late, hoping at both ends of the evening to see the bid response. Then around 9:00 AM EDT, I get an ever-so-casual email and note posted on the site: awards postponed. Imagine going to a huge blockbuster that's been advertised for a year, settling in with popcorn, candy, and a soda only to be told "Sorry, we'll open next week." Perhaps I am overdramatizing, but waiting for the third week past the original date feels like waiting for Christmas to come. Maybe I should watch The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe to imagine Santa coming after a hundred years of winter.
Okay, melodrama over. Weekend begins. We actually had a lovely evening, my family and I, wandering around the new Costco in a nearby town. They certainly have some nice things, and some good deals, but mostly it was good just to get to let the kids look at some neat things. I would love to get them the airplane teeter-totter that can handle up to 600 pounds and seven kids. All for just $200. I could see that being a lot of fun for them, especially when friends come over. In any event, all we bought were a few things we actually needed and one set of DVD's I saw that my wife has sought for years (I knew she had and pointed it out). Then we grabbed a cheap dinner on the way out and went home. As I explained to her on the way to the car, the day ended far better than it started out. Maybe Santa didn't miss after all. I realized that life goes on and I am truly a fortunate man to have such a great family. What more could I ever want?