I was feeling very smug about being invited as a panel speaker for a legal conference in London. I think I did rather well and told my SO. So, OF COURSE, the universe planned its revenge and canceled more than six Eurostar trains out of London this afternoon and I'm stranded in London, in the last hotel room close to the train station that was still available, without my meds, clean underwear, a toothbrush or a t-shirt to sleep in. THOU SHALT NOT GLOAT!
As it is the end of the week, there are no real consequences other than extra costs and lack of sleep, but I need to drive to Amsterdam tomorrow to see the Rolling Stones in concert. I'm going to be super tired on Monday!
I know, totally first (or zero) world problems, but I'm pissed....!
kdmac, yikes I'm sorry. That's a hell of a way to find out that your own brother is getting divorced. Did you have any idea? Wow.
No one had any idea. Including his wife. I am so torn right now because I'm so angry at him for doing this to his family but he's also my brother and I love him and want him to be happy.