Yesterday, I left work within 15 minutes of when I was actually supposed to leave (pretty good for me). I had a plan. I had sent Yaw a text the other night and told him the grill was built and two steaks were marinating. We agreed that he'd come over after work and we'd break it in.
I got home, got some charcoal into the grill and got it lit, I lit up the bug candle I'd bought and went in to feed the fur bellies. They were a bit miffed because I did these things before feeding them, but I needed the coals to have as much time as possible to heat up before Yaw got here so we would be able to eat soon after.
My plan worked perfectly. Except for the part where I thought the $12 package of 1 1/2 inch thick steaks would take much longer to cook than it did. Fortunately, I checked on them and discovered the error in my calculations. Mine came out close to perfect, but Yaw's looked like a piece of the charcoal on the outside. I was very disappointed that he didn't get a perfect steak the first time around, but now that I know how fast this critter works, I can adjust for that in the future.
So we sat down and ate, and I said this was a small celebration for me in my grill building triumph, but it was actually a celebration for him as well. He's picked up a side job doing consulting work for a travel company. It's not like a McHell side job where you stand in the lava pit all day even though your body is screaming for water and rest. He can do this from his own home (or wherever he happens to be with all his techno-geek gear that I love so much).
Speaking of work, I guess I'd better get ready for that. Not independently wealthy yet, but still working on it!
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