Graveyards at Hotels
11:06 p.m.
So we get into town yesterday and find our hotel and pull in to find...A GODDAMN GRAVEYARD IN THE FRONT FRICKIN' YARD. I wanted to pull out and go to another hotel without even getting out of the car, until I realized that my reservation wtih Orfritchze was non-refundable. WTF? Since when has a hotel booking been non-refundable? I will never book through these people again. And I will never stay at this hotel again! Ever! And every time time from now on that I have to find a hotel to stay in, I will make sure I read reviews and look at detailed maps, etc. This hotel is ghostly ghetto and it is freaking the crapola out of me.
Also, the walls are really fucking thin and I can hear the radio/tv/voices in the next room. There's about 10 cars in the damn parking lot and I've got the loudest guests in the next room and a graveyard out my window.
My fiance is at home and we miss each other. I am a homebody and hate being away. He called an old friend today - someone whose number he was given about a week or two ago after years of not talking to this girl. So why did he wait until I was out of town to talk to her? Makes me suspicious. No matter how innocent it was, I'm going to think the worst. I'd have felt better if I had been there to listen to the conversation. I always have conversations in front of him. I have nothing to hide. I don't think he is trying to hide anything either, I think it was probably just a convenient time, it just ... upsets me a little. I'm a very jealous person and, well, given past events, a twinge of suspicion is probably not UNwarranted.
Right now I just need strength to get through the next three days and back home safely and soundly. After that, it is mostly all downhill to the Big Day.
