I have figured out I am on a ten week cycle.

[Pacifist Patriot]

No, no, no! Not that.

A ten week cycle of cruising along just fine and then WHAM! Everything hits the fan at once. And it's always little annoying stuff that individually you'd feel incredibly guilty over complaining about. But as they pile up on you over the week (especially what gets packed into one peak day) you just want to scream at the Universe, "Leave me the F*** Alone!"

On the other hand, my husband just got into London from Liverpool to discover the corporate travel agency booked him for the wrong dates and he has nowhere to sleep tonight. I think I'll take a fender bender, busted knee, missing important legal paperwork, broken garage door and destructive four year old (totally trashed house) over the prospect of sleeping in the Tube.

You know, I'd much rather have intermittent annoying shit happen then be dumped on every ten weeks. I kid you not. I looked at my calendar (which is a bit of a diary) and lo and behold. Weird!

[plcdude]

1. get a hold of

JonathanChance
and maybe he can help your husband.

[Pacifist Patriot]

4. travel agent?

[Left Is Write]

2. You get ten weeks of "just fine"?

Lucky.

[Pacifist Patriot]

3. LOL! Just fine is relative.

I consider it a good thing when I don't have the urge to physically harm anyone for two and a half months. Today I need a punching bag. Can we get a Bush crony in here please?