One of the endearing and annoying things about Maggie is that she will often want to change [insert item here] during an outing. This could be a table in a restaurant, a room in a hotel, or a dress for an event. Sometimes, she'll change tables twice. It drives me nuts.
So. I just drove 220 miles to the Ramada in Rutland, VT. It's about an hour from the house, and the inspection is tomorrow morning. When I checked in, the first thing I heard was the squeaking of the bed in the room above me. It wasn't THAT kind of squeaking, but I was thinking: "This is not a good idea." So I called the front desk and asked them to change my room. They moved me to a mini-suite, which is much quieter and three times bigger.
Thank you, thank you, thank you Maggie.
The only thing is: she asked me if I had messed the room up at all... and I said "no." But I realized that actually, I did use the potty. Number one. Neatly. But I didn't correct myself.
Oh, the guilt.
Anyway, I'm here in a hotel room in Vermont. By myself. The last time I was in a hotel room by myself, I was drunk off my ass in San Francisco, and it was 1997-ish. I'm going to hit an AA meeting in Rutland tonight. 8pm. Should be interesting!
Love to all. Even you, the guy doing 45 in a 65, holding EVERYONE up.
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So that was you driving behind me? You should have waived hello..
Killington? Pico? Those two are near Rutland. Good old route 7.
I change [insert a multitude of things here] too. Yay Maggie!
I have stopped by because "Need a Good nap told me too". The bed noises above made me laugh! Last time I stayed in a hotel the bed next door was actually banging my wall. It was SO what your thinking :)
It never fails to amaz me the things you learn from your wife.
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