NOTHING about our anniversary trip to Chicago has gone right. First, I book the wrong hotel. I wanted to be in downtown Chicago and ended up in a hotel IN the airport. I had a total breakdown over that (thanks, hormones). I've come to terms with that.
We booked our flight on Sunday. I just sent MIL our times so they could pick us up and take us to the airport. She writes back...why are you leaving so late in the day, I thought you took off? So I go and look again. We're leaving Friday at 8:20 PM. I checked and checked and checked to make sure the reservation was right. And there's nothing we can do about it, everything in the morning is sold out (if we even wanted to pay the $300 to change our tickets). So we've lost an entire day.
And just little crappy things. The G2G totally fell through, thanks to my new BC, I randomly started spotting today and it's going to be cold and rainy the entire time we're there.
I wasn't all ohhh this is our first wedding anniversary, it has to be perfect!!!111!!! But I was REALLY looking forward to exploring a new city and spending good quality time with H. Now, I dont' even want to go, but we can't afford to just let it all go. Just...
"In the old days my ass would be in your back yard picking cotton, so excuse me if I don't put much stock in how f*cking awesome the old days were." -Nuggs