It's Monday, no doubt about it. First thing this morning I called my first stop for directions. They're in Cincinnati. The lady with the Bristish accent gave me what sounded like pretty good directions as they seemed sensible when compared to the city map on my laptop.
What the dear lady failed to mention was that there was some street construction going on and many of the street signs were either blocked from view or simply gone. I wound up taking a nice little tour of a section of the city as I had found myself on the wrong street with no place to turn my rig around.
Somehow by using dead reckoning I managed to find my way to the interstate just about a mile back from my exit so I tried again while guessing at where my turns should be. This time I managed to find the damn place.
This little circus put me behind schedule. I needed to get to Charlotte, NC to make the second stop this afternoon but by this point there was no way I was going to make it before they closed. It would have been cutting it close even if I hadn't gone on a sight seeing tour.
I called Charlotte and informed them I would be there first thing tomorrow morning, and then called my third stop which was supposed to be at 8:00 am tomorrow in Raleigh and pushed that back to noon. The final stop, near Wilmington, I pushed back to between 3 and 4.
Can you say juggling act?
Ah well, now that's settled I can actually relax and enjoy a hot breakfast seeing as I'm running late anyway. There's a bright side to everything.