My plans are canceled. Sigh. I am bummed! Richard and I were gonna go to dinner with Betty and the Beetle for dinner tonight. I skipped lunch, knowing we’d be feasting on Mexican at Santee’s famous Marietta’s Restaurant. It all should have been fine. Sure, there was a Charger game today and we are kinda close to the stadium, but with the flow of traffic that we’ve seen time and time again Betty and Beetle should have been able to get to our place, no problem. We then could have taken a back road to get pointed towards Santee and started a fun evening. It was not to be…
I was a block away from home when I texted Betty with the go ahead to come on over to get us. The light turned green. We didn’t move. Then slowly we crawled ahead. A truck in front of me signaling left turned right. Weird. Then I saw the accident. It was placed in such a way that what should have been a one way traffic inconvenience became a all way nightmare. I was forced to turn into the traffic, away from my house. Suck! I called Betty and told her we needed to cancel. There was no way I was having them fight that traffic only to have our escape route clogged up too.
So no dinner out tonight. No dinner in either. We have no food right now. Well we do, but not the right combination for a meal…
At least the damn Chargers won.
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