Waiting until March 17, that is. (I pre-ordered, thank you very much.) It's always an awkward time, this period of waiting.
I sigh. I get up, stretch, walk to the window, stare at the birds for a while (and think about the darned lawn, which means it was a mistake to look out the window). What do I do until March 17?
For, I am at a happy point with OOTPB 20. On the cusp of the off-season which I am told is the best time for league conversion to a new version of OOTPB. Frozen in time. Sigh. What are those birds doing? You lousy birds, get off my lawn! It looks bad enough!
Time crawls. Surely it's been a couple of hours since I started typing this post? Only two minutes? Sigh.
It is the best of times, it is the worst of times. It is the spring of hope, it is the winter of despair.
Sigh. Are those birds still out there? Let me go check.
