Defeat
Little defeats in life are normal. I get annoyed, but mostly I take them in stride after an initial period of bitching because things didn't go as planned. Now, not so much... Saturday I spent over two hours preparing for an outing on Sunday where I would see a lot of people I haven't seen in over 2 months and 15 days. I simplified to make it easier along the way. Sunday I got up as planned, showered and dressed, and spent an hour talking myself into actually being a big girl and walking out the door. My various conversations during that hour all kinda came down to one question: "What Would Fernando Say"? So I crated da boyz, grabbed my stuff and headed out the door. I drove an hour to get where I was going. It probably would have been shorter if I'd known exactly where I was going, but I didn't. I finally arrive and BAM. Nothing. Outing cancelled. No admittance. And I'm devastated... Little things, like making plans to be around other people are mon