Uggghhh…
Kasia May 24th, 2007
It’s one of those days.
Overslept. Too greasy to skip the shower. Dressed down today because my legs and feet are hurting from almost two solid weeks of heels. Left only a few minutes late, thanks be to God.
Heard on the radio that there was an accident on 94 at Moross, direction as yet undetermined. Of course it was westbound. “No problem,” thought I; “I will just take Harper past Moross and then hop onto the freeway.” (For you non-Detroiters, Harper is the I-94 service drive.)
Would’ve worked, but the police had blocked Harper off at Moross. So I cut through a neighborhood to get past that, came up Morang, and got onto the service drive. Got onto 94 at Cadieux. Doing pretty well, eh?
Nope. Freeway stopped dead at Conner (only a couple of miles up, non-Detroiters). So I got off the freeway to try to find my way to Harper (there are a lot of twists and turns right there). Turns out I went the wrong way, but found myself at Warren. “No problem,” thought I; “I know Warren. I’m south of where I need to be, but that’s OK. In fact, since I’m already going to be a little late, I’m going to stop by the ATM and the bakery on Warren near Woodward (only a block out of my way) and get some breakfast, because I’m hungry and starting to get crabby.”
I hit every light. Well, no – I hit all but three lights, one of which I really should’ve stopped for but didn’t (and had several cars follow me through, merci beaucoup!). Then I got to the ATM. One guy using it – not bad. But the machine is taking forever. So I thought to myself, “No problem – they know me at the bakery, and it won’t be a problem for me to get my breakfast with an IOU. I’ll just stop down later today and pay them.”
That wouldn’t have been a problem, but there was a woman in front of me who had to have been the slowest orderer in the West. Then, when I finally thought she was done and the cashier gave her her total, she realized she had more money than she needed to pay the bill, and decided to add on to her order!
So I left. I thought, “Well, maybe I can still hit the ATM, and if that goes quickly I’ll run back in and see if she’s done.” No – the guy was just then punching in “Withdrawal – checking” or whatever.
To quote Charlie Brown: AAAAAUUUUUGH!
So I was late to work, didn’t have breakfast, and am still dead tired. To top it off, I think I just realized that I left my lunch in the car.
I’ll say it again: AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGH!
So my car will smell like Italian beef when I leave, I’ve wasted food, and I’m going to have to go out for lunch.
Pfft.
It’ll get better from here, right? :-p
I am soooo looking forward to the long weekend. I’ve got a family shindig on Saturday, but after church Sunday I am officially NOT AVAILABLE for ANYthing except taking the Canuck back to his train. I officially DO NOT EXIST until Tuesday morning. I will ignore the phone. I will ignore everything. I will sleep all day if I want to. My cats will be the only ones who know I exist (well, once the Canuck leaves).
Sigh. Now, if I can only stick to that…
