It’s my last night in Columbus and let me tell you, with the way the week has gone, I will be glad.
Let’s see… drove the wrong car from the hotel on the first day. Was way too damn cranky on the second day. And then today, I broke my belt. I went to the bathroom to see a man about a horse and went to take my belt off and POP, the belt separated from the buckle. Man, I am glad I am going home tomorrow. Even if I don’t make it to Moncton til Friday, at least I’m on my way.
