No Good, Very Bad Day

TWO HOURS. That's how long it took to get home from work today because a tractor trailer flipped and closed BOTH sides of the highway. Not both lanes. North and South. We figured out where we were going, but an Ameren truck driver made sure to roll down his window and give us directions, confirming that we were right (and that even though it was two girls in the car, we are awesome enough to read a map!). Thanks, dude! That makes up for the jerk in the red truck who wasn't letting ANYONE in and flipped us off when we pulled in front of him. It took 45 minutes to go a mile and a half. What's one more car? There was an ICEE truck in front of us...I thought about jumping out and asking if they could get me a red one!  


Choices: go home and eat the frustration away, or go to the gym...

I chose the gym, and it turns out the rest of the class chose calories, because there were only two of us there! Still, I was glad I chose the gym. (And then afterward I had the calories) We did Turbo Sport again, which was created to show me that I still don't really know my right from my left apparently! 

I'm starting Top-Secret Twenty-One today, as my treadmill book (today, just to reach 10,000 steps). I have to read it on the treadmill because the characters in the books are always stopping for donuts and fried chicken and deli sandwiches, and it makes a person hungry! Not to mention the family dinners Stephanie Plum is always showing up for -- and that always end with dessert!