…the one in which I pretty much die. Really.
I’m not sure what delusional crack I was smoking the day I planned our activities for this Saturday…it must have been some good stuff, because looking back, I can’t BELIEVE how ambitious I was in our schedule. It was insane. INSANE. Here is what The Plan looked like for the day:
9:00 am Central Park Walking Tour (2 hours)
12:00 pm Food Truck & Cart Walking Tour (3 hours)
3:00 pm Graffiti & Street Art Walking Tour (3 hours)
6:30 pm Dinner at Tony Di Napoli’s Italian Restaurant
8:30 pm Experience “The Ride” Bus Tour (90 minutes)
10:00 pm Cupcakes at Cake Boss Café
HOLY CANNOLI, BATMAN...that's a lotta' stuff on The Plan!!!
So…did we accomplish all of this???
Did all go according to plan???
Would I need a straitjacket before the end of the day - because, obviously, I am certifiable - for even ATTEMPTING this plan???
Or - worse - would Hubby be serving me divorce papers before the day was out - for planning all of this??!!
Or - would I be praying for someone to shoot me, putting me out of my misery, by the end of the day??!!
Actually, one of these last three statements is true...but which one??
*Image from HERE