kittykats1's blog post - Roving report.....

I am typing away on the laptop from a hotel room. I just couldn't wait till we got home to update this bitch. I just had to share with all of you lovely folks how shite my day was, gotta get it all out while it is fresh in my mind still.

We had a wedding to go to today, one that required a bit of a drive - according to both Yahoo and Google maps, a trip of about 1 hour and 47 minutes. Well that would have been great HAD THE FUCKING DIRECTIONS BEEN IN ANY WAY ACCURATE AT ALL. I don't know who did the data entry for those routes and I don't know what they were smoking when they did it, cuz they were utterly useless. Add the worst traffic I have ever seen, pretty much stop and go from the moment we left the house and couple it with the super-duper-mystery directions and it makes for a very tense and stressful day. It took well over 4 hours to make the trip to the hotel. We should have had plenty of time. We left early as we planned a leisurely drive, check into the hotel, maybe play in the pool for an hour and then get to the winery for the wedding. All relaxed and refreshed. Instead it was like a xxxxxx march. The traffic was so foul and we got lost thanks to the wacky directions. We had just enough time to check in and change clothes before hotfooting it to the wedding ceremony. Of course we got lost AGAIN. Fuck you very much Google and Yahoo maps. We were so late that we totally missed the ceremony. We did make the reception, which was lovely, but my nerves were shot from the drive and I am wound so tight right now I don't know if I will be able to chill enough to get some rest. People who know me very well know that I HATE being late. Doesn't matter if it's for an event or a simple lunch date, but if you want to see me freak out, just make me late for it. It is part of my control freak nature I think. It is bad enough for me if it is my own doing, but if outside influences are what is causing me to be late, especially ones I can't control, then you see me start to tense up. See my shoulders get tight, notice my eyes glued to the clock and see me start to chew the hell out of my lower lip (a nervous habit for me) It aint a pretty sight, folks. The more tense I become, the more my temper becomes frayed and I become quite snarly. Don't pet the kitty when she is in this mood, you may get your hand bitten off lol.

But anyhow, we got to enjoy some of the wedding so all was not lost I guess. The hotel is great, the room is gorgeous, I just wish I was in the right frame of mind to enjoy it. Truthfully I wish I was home in my own bed right now where I could pull the covers over my head and forget this day happened. All I can say is there better not be as much traffic tomorrow as there was today. I might not make it home without going postal.

G'night folks

Puurrs to all,

Currently listening to: nothing at all