At the end of what was up until 10:45 AM Sunday morning a good weekend working trip (as any weekend working trip can be) it was then I learned the tales of whoa - in air travel. First..my original direct flight was changed to Ohio - North Carolina - Baltimore Maryland....WTH? Then in a fit of Karma couldn't screw with work stuff she apparently put the ki-bosh on the airplane. Yeah. My flight was cancelled - have a nice day.... An 11:30 AM departure with a 12:40 landing was then changed to 4:05 departure.. and a 5-something landing.... only after - I said NO a flight from North Carolina to NYC THEN another flight to Baltimore arriving at - 5:20 PM. Seriously?? It's called a MAP - Google it pumpkin - you are flying me PAST my desired destination into a seriously busy airport and then sending me BACK to where I wanted to be in the first place. No - no no - oh heck no. I will happily take your 4 pm direct flight from place I am stuck to place I want to be... no loopy-loops around the flipping country... that is what got me into this mess in the first place. I knew I should have driven. would have stopped off at Nana's had a good meal or least a roomy bathroom, a comfortable ride - no shared space - a seat designed for someone other than an underweight 12 year old. But I digress -
The flight out - no worries it was fine and dandy arrived so did my bag.. all groovy until I got the call from my co-worker who was leaving out of another airport (3 in/around DC) his flight outbound delayed... great the rental car is in his name... I WAS going to have to wait 30 minutes for him to show up now we are pushing 90 minutes. But thanks to the greatest invention called the Kindle - we find Starbucks, we enjoy a beverage and we sit and wait.... 2.5 hours later - we are on our way to a non-descriptive office building somewhere in Ohio. Please don't ask me where I didn't drive. And we all know what a great sense of direction I've got when I do drive....
Of course this also means that my darling husband the kind patient man that he is... (excuse me I had to wash down that bit of foolishness with a large gulp - liquid) is only helpful and kind during these times when I call to inform him that his darling wife will not be home when she was originally scheduled Helpful Harry wants me to call and harass Delta some more and get more goodies. Leave - me - alone. Not to mention the fact that he's giving me a rash about having such trouble getting from point A to point B. How in the name of deviled eggs is this MY fault??? I went out and broke a piece off the airplane because I wanted to cool my jets in North Carolina for 4 plus hours? I read at home in comfy clothes with my pups and be a more contented person because of it!!! Ahem (cough, hack - cough)
And the true cherry on the sundae of a Sunday was when I finally did arrive home - all I got was more crap. I step out of my car - yes covered in green/ yellow crap making my life hell this year - cough - hack - cough - and quip "Hi Honey what's for dinner?" Now I was indeed smiling when I said it because I was home - and happy - that lasted 4 seconds. I get the face - like why do we have to go out? Then I look at him and stated, "seriously - you want me to cook?" Then he remembers the 2 for 1 coupon we had for dinner out and it was better but there was still that 1 minutes of Bubba Butthead shining through. And I wanted to get home why again?? Oh yeah sweatpants and puppies. And more allergy meds.
SO out to dinner where my eyes were bigger than my stomach but 1/2 my meal was a large salad so that helps - but not so much. Came home, unpacked, and put on my jammies - read the newspaper that had an article on my company's new CEO - read my book a bit then went to bed and DIED. Only to have myself risen from the dead at 4:45 AM to start a new week... I'm off Thursday between appointments I'll sleep or rest or nap or invent a device to keep me from coughing all day long. Did I mention my ribs hurt today?? Every cough is now, in addition to being annoying and useless it's also painful. Yeah Me!
Hot tea on an 88 degree day - with honey, cold water and cough drops - wonderful combo.. I drink 6 gallons of liquid an hour - cough and nearly pee my pants. I hate life right now. Oh yeah and that diet thing - completely flushed this weekend and not with anything to write home about...
We are 59 days out from surgery date, we have another round of doctor visits this week, the dietitian should be fun Saturday - oh yeah an a Tastefully Simple party this weekend. And we all know how thrilled Bubba is to have people in his house.... should make for some good blogs.
Can you do psycho analysis from hidden camera? Just wondering. Because after 20 years of marriage I have yet to figure out what makes this guy so adverse to people?
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