I should be on my way to Houston.
I should be in the car irritated with the kids about now.
I should be getting restless looking for the nearest exit with a bathroom.
However, my lovely car decided to overheat.
So I am not on my way to Houston.
I am still a bit irritated with the kids, though.
I can just walk down the hall to go to the bathroom.
Looks like I will be hitting the road at 4:00am now.
Don’t you wish you were me?