Got back at midnight last night and now I have the flu. I learned that my computer came in last Friday and I have to wait until tomorrow to pick it up. Plus tomorrow I plan to travel to Amherst MA to watch my friend Nick play hockey. Whew, need a break.
The trip back from Missouri was interesting. I decided to drive straight through to home in CT. I managed to severely sprain my ankle and when I arrived here in Hamden I was very ragged.
I then headed up north to Plattsburgh to visit my friend Suzy for her birthday. I ended up spending the night under her house trying to unfreeze her pipes. I got really sick and now here I am suffering and ready for bed.
UPDATE: 6 Years Later
I can still remember this week when I cam back from Missouri. I mentioned that I sprained my ankle. Let me expand on it. I was driving back from Ohio with a friend that was visiting her mom for the holidays. I was coming back from my sisters. Somewhere in Pennsylvania I think we stopped at a rest area.
My friend took Marcy for a walk while I went to the bathrooms. When I came out I decided to sneak in the woods and come out and scare her and Marcy. As I was running through the woods I stepped on some re-bar and twisted my ankle. I rolled it completely over and quickly tightened my boot to keep the swelling in check.
I was so tires when we got back into Connecticut that my injury was making me feel like I was slipping into shock. I just wanted to sleep so bad. I remember wanting to stop to run up a hill to elevate my heart rate but my ankle was too injured. I finally did make it and went to bed.
The following day I was supposed to drop Marcy by her apartment so she could watch her while I ran up to Plattsburgh to see Sue. I could not find her anywhere and had to take Marcy. My trip was made worse because when I got to Sue’s in a blinding snow storm her pipes were frozen. She was near a complete mental breakdown and at some time when i was under her house trying to fix her pipes I realized it was over between us. I spent my money and all weekend to help her out and she just still made it the worst weekend of my life. It was over.
I needed to add this section now that life is a little different but reading this little post made me realize I was too traumatized to blog. So now I did.