This is a bit long winded - but I would like to forget our whole last trip!
Our trip earlier this year was the worst one ever, unfortunately. It started off with my brother calling us the first day saying that my dog wanted to eat him lol. He was housesitting with our two dogs. My dog, Blitzen, is afraid of people but was doing okay with my brother. Until my brother scolded him for eating our other dog's food and then proceeded to chase Blitzen into a room with a baby gate (why, why, why - I'm still asking myself that). After that Blitzen went crazy barking at him. I was upset because I know how Blitzen is, he's scared, but never hurt anyone. So I called my Mom and she took Blitzen to her house.
The next day I get bombarded with phone calls and texts from my cousin who decided that weekend she wanted to pick out the bridesmaids dresses for her wedding. So I spent my day looking at dresses and telling her which one I wanted. Frankly, she was a bridezilla. Not exactly a great way to spend a day at Epcot.
The following day, Monday, we were heading into Mickey's Philharmagic and I had a crossbody bag on. When we went through the turnstiles in to get our glasses, I went forward and my bag caught on the turnstile. I went right into the wall. What a mess I was. I landed on my knee which I used to have to go to physical therapy for from horseback riding. It hurt so bad I thought I might throw up. I held it together and enjoyed the show but iced up when we got back to the room.
Tuesday we got a phone call that our ceiling in our living room was leaking water from all of the snow we were getting. Okay, not much we could do. So my brother and the maintenance guy here at the townhouse developement set up a pump on the balcony to drain all of the water off of the balcony so it wouldn't keep piling up and freezing the drains and cause a mess.... We knew we'd have to deal with it, but we're going to make the most of the trip and deal with it when we got home. After all, they told us it as under control.
...too late. Wednesday we're at AK, having a great day. Had a delicious lunch at Tusker House and then walked on to KS. Just about the time we got to the wildebeest we got a phone call from the maintenance guy saying the fire alarm was going off. Not the smoke alarm, but the fire alarm wired into each unit. My brother works about an hour away and had our key. The fire department had to break in. At this point I'm scared because my other dog (who didn't try to eat my brother) is still in the house (she was sleeping on our bed through the whole ordeal). With butterflies in my stomach and my nerves shot, I decided we would go watch FoLK. Just as we're walking to the theater, the call came in. I heard DH say "So you're in. Okay. And you're saying my ceiling is now on my floor?". That was it. I lost it. I broke down in the middle of the park and cried. I called my Mom and cried more. We knew we had to leave. We were told it looked like "20 garden hoses pouring into the living room". On our brand new furniture in a house we had just bought a month and half before. Our first house. We rushed to the front of the park, hopped a tram to our car and went back to the hotel. There was a blizzard happening here in New England so all flights were canceled. We called rental car places and finally found a reasonable one at a good rate. We returned our rental to Alamo and waited for Avis to come pick us up. I literally grabbed everything in armloads, shoving it into the suitcase. I had a Disney gift card with about $75 on it. I loaded us up on snacks, drinks, a blanket and some last minute gift shopping while waiting for the rental car to come get us. Then we realized we had no directions home. Thankfully we both had smart phones with GPS. So we would use that. But wait - how would they stay charged? So we stopped and grabbed a few car chargers. DH's phone was the designated insurance and emergency clean up crew phone and mine was used for navigation.
We finally were on our way at about 7:30pm. 22 hours of driving + 6 hours of sleep in between we made it home the next day. It killed me we still had 4 hours of our trip left. It also was making my heart sink leaving Orlando and seeing the temperature reading at 78 and having it say 12 when we pulled into my Mom's driveway. But that is an entire WDW trip I would like to forget. Actually, I don't remember much of it at all. I felt so disconnected from WDW that trip between phone calls and bridesmaid dresses and house problems. I'm thoroughly looking forward to our re-do next month!
My lovely daughter and dear friends, instead of waking me all had hysterical tears running down their faces and have been dining out on the tale ever since!
