When UPS came on Thursday, I knew exactly what was being delivered, which is why I waited 30 minutes to open the door. Then, when I opened the door, I grabbed the box, opened it, stuffed the wrapping deep in the trash and stuffed the contents of the box deep in my desk drawer. I took nary a look. I said nothing, not even to myself.
The next day, I marshaled the courage to look in the desk drawer. There it was: the proof copy of The Goddess Lounge. I thought I might throw up. But then I took a deep breath, and LOOKED. It looks good, people. It looks good.
It took about 20 more minutes before I could show the book to my husband. I have told one other person. Now, three days later, I am telling you. Again, I think I might throw up.
In the meantime, I will go throw up.