But, in fact, I DIDN’T go on vacation.
I mean, I did “go”, but when I got there I wasn’t able to
get IN. Long story short, no one’s
fault, but I had to drive home two hours after arriving. Three hours there, two hours not being able
to get into an event I’ve been preparing for for the last two months and
another three hours driving home.
One vacation after three years and this was the result. I’ve been beyond bummed all weekend, plus I’m
out a bunch of money I pre-paid that I can’t get back plus gas, etc.
No idea when I’ll next have the chance to try to go anywhere
or do anything but I sure won’t assume it will actually happen until it
actually happens next time.