Right where was I....
Ah yes, the night before the drive down and my car Cricket is hopefully well and ready.
So I try to sleep... try being the operative word as I have many a project to finish up and items still to pack for the journey. The food has been cook over long hours. Then frozen. It's an awful lot of food. Four days worth.
It's mainly just peas and Chicken thighs. and a bottle of honey shall accompany them.
But sleep is fleeting as I struggle for it. Eventually the time comes where despite being the second or third night of less than six hours sleep it is time to get ready.
I have some few errand to do before I head down to connecticut and of all the obnoxious hastles in the world these are but minnor ones. I figure I can get what I need at a local store. Only to find that they have not what I seek.
They do have an ATM however and I decide to check my finances again. I know that at the end of it all I should come out just above broke but checking is always a good idea.
Well let the panic ensue, as I have one third what aught to be in there. frantically I drive all the way up to the capital city wher the bank I most often deal with in person is and proceed to check on my account.
It seems that the hotel has already withdrawn the first days costs and it is a goo twenty dollars more then anticipated (likely the taxes). Well I scrounge out the last bit of money in my pockets and build my account up again. Aware now that I will likely spend the remainder of the month with three dollars in my pocket and buying food with gift cards from the holidays and my birthday (unless I make anything at my table at the con).
I call to check with the hotel which By this point I'm due to check into and I still have a three hour drive to get there... and twice through tolls (for about 1.10 each). It's settled and I've found the last few things I need for my projects for the con for small currency.
It's time to head down. Well almost, one more little errand first. I had to stop at a certain filtered water fountain to top off my empty bottles of water. See with my illness, drinking the city water in any area while traveling is not a good idea. And unfortunately the place where I live has water so chlorinated it will strip paint.
So began the trip down to connecticut. Wonderfully stressful way to begin.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
Thursday, August 6, 2009
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