So, I’m in the middle of this major trip. It started out OK. I had a blast in Chicago. I should’ve stayed in Chicago, because it gets worse.
I ran a little late getting into Pittsburgh. I apparently dragged an arctic express and snow everywhere I went. I got lost in Pittsburgh. Coming and going. More time lost.
I was supposed to go to Philadelphia to pick up a check. Morons mailed it out. More time wasted.
While in Philly, I slammed into a curb. The tire is OK, but I’m now missing a hubcap until I can fix it and put it back on. sigh
I’m now trying to salvage my mood, because I’m tired, depressed, and in need of a pack of cigarettes. It’s the latter that made me request a non-smoking room.
Robin