I’s my Dad’s 75th birthday. My wife wa tasked to take care of some of the dishes that would be served. She finished up and we drove to my parents’ place. What usually was a 45-minute drive turned into an almost 4-hour trip. The traffic was just terrible. We barely had enough time to set up the dishes she prepared before the guests arrived.
Everybody was dead tired after the party. As if bad luck had my number, going home was another long trip. A truck blew a tire in an underpass causing another head-busting traffic jam. What a day for me. My back is in pain and my blown knees are sore. I’m going to sleep the entire day tomorrow. I deserve a long rest.