I am so confused.
I've been busy with work and then was out of town last weekend. When I left town on the 26th, AT&T disconnected my home phone service and claimed that we had ordered it done. Then when I got to Houston, the hotel screwed up six ways from Sunday, tried to charge me about $200 extra for stuff I didn't owe, went ahead the next day and charged me for an additional night that I didn't stay, and then.......
Yesterday I got a call from my bankers asking me to come in because something was wrong with my account. It seems that the hotel had charged yet another $792 on my debit card on Friday, four days after I checked out, which threw my account pretty seriously into the red.
After much vigorous pulling of strings and filing of fraud reports and formal complaints with the corporate headquarters, I got an email about half an hour ago in which the words "apology" and "compensation" figured.
I opened dKos to see what was for dinner tonight, thinking that one of my cohosts was cooking. I see nothing. I think it's my night for kitchen duty. Oh noes!
So that, my friends, is the Reader's Digest version on why I don't have a diary of substance for you tonight.
Kate's Man-It's-Been-A-Shitty-Week Saturday Gala Dinner
Spread cheese on crackers. Eat. Discuss with yourself whether driving out to get a bottle of wine might be a good idea.
Next week will be better. I have a secret ceviche recipe and a great story to share.
PS: It took a week and my very best crazed Bette Davis impression, but we have our phone service back at home too.