This emphasises the strong difference in personality between me and Tom. Where I tend to reject utterly if any little thing is off, he tends to be more flexible and work with things. Honestly, I don't know how he does it. I have such a strong antipathy and resentment in these situations.
I was going to in previous post discuss my driving success last night, but somhow it sorta seems pale and inconsequential. It's like I said to the book club last night: when I'm happy, there's a feeling of complete happiness that pervades everything and makes me feel like I can never be capable of unhappiness. And when I'm not, the word is a void, wasteland of desolation from which the fog never lifts.
Edit: Can I just say that I'm greatful they were early. They arrived at 6:30. This allowed Tom to be there to whole time they were here (which I'm sure he'll think is good because he has a matress now, which he wouldn't have if it was just me) and I feel like at least I didn't have to wait to be disappointed.
Now I have to waste time until 10:00 rolls around so I can start my shopping.