Oh
good
heavens.
The gas guy just showed up to unhook our death trap of an old gas stove and hook up the new one...
AND...
he drove a crazy camo militaryish jeep here and has been speaking loudly to himself as if to a second person for the last 15 minutes in the kitchen. If he doesn't blow us both up in the installation, I'll let you know if I have a fully functioning brownie machine soon.