Goddamned London Underground
I had an appointment today with Rigby & Peller in London to be fitted for a new bra (none of mine fit right since my surgery). I checked the LU website and it said no problems on my line, so I drove to the station, paid £2.50 to park and when I got to the ticket office I discovered there were no trains at all into town.
So instead of a nice shopping day and lunch in town, I ended up coming home and doing my housework (which admittedly needed doing, although I've only done it half-heartedly).
Damn, this pisses me off! It'll be two months until I can get another appointment for a bra fitting. But maybe by then I'll have lost the 20lbs that have crept on over the last few months.