Moments of bliss come without warning in small packages.
Yesterday I received a small cardboard box at work. No sender on the shipping label and no hint as to what it might be. Turns out the Asian company that does our translation work loves us and sent each of the writers they work with a selection of yummy Godiva chocolates.
Dave and I never buy nice chocolate for ourselves. Wine, yes. Food, of course. Coffee, OK. These are all necessities. But good chocolate seems extravagant.
Once the Tau noises stopped upstairs last night, we curled up in front of an episode of Nip Tuck with some red wine, a small bowl of ice cream and the lovely chocolates. Dark cherry liquor literally burst in my mouth.
Makes verifying installation guides translated into five different languages much more palatable throughout the year!