OK, I'm feeling a good bit of righteous indignation right now. I did finally find the coffee house, after running in circles for half an hour - it was on a side street by the town transit center, and the directions I had didn't work well.
It's pouring rain. POURING. Hard to see, and my van was sliding a bit in places. If I'd know it was that bad, maybe I wouldn't have tried it.
And I get there, and it's closed. Big closed sign in the window, no lights on, no cars around.
I'm getting less and less impressed with our ML as the days go on.
On the bright side, I guess I wouldn't have wanted to drive home in that rain after dark anyway. But...that was a waste of nearly an hour of my day. I'm ticked off.
Aw, man....
We just spent the entire day replacing a toilet. Three trips to Lowes later and it's done. We have l33t plumbing skillz now.
Notice my word count has not increased today... but it's time to play with pirate ships.