I was held up in the City last night.
First I couldn't leave work because of a horrible thunderstorm. I had Satch with me (dog) and he is very afraid of storms, so there was no way I could take him into the pouring rain and lightning.
Then when the storm finally let up, we walked to the car (husbands company car) - it wasn't there - it had been towed.
Then the tow yard informed me I couldn't get the car until an unpaid parking ticket was paid, which had to be paid during the hours of 9 & 5, it was 1 AM at the time I discovered the tow. My husband is in Vegas, so when I called him about the ticket, he didn't know anything about it - I looked it up on the internet (luckily I could go back to work to check) it was a ticket "associated" with the car - so somewhere another employee that works at my husbands company got a ticket on their car, didn't pay it - and it got "associated" with my husbands car somehow.
Thankfully I had a friend at work still - who lived in Queens, and he gave Satch and I a ride home.
So I got home well after 2AM.
If Stress counts as a workout - than I am fucking kicking ass Today.
If it doesn't - Another day off from trainings. Boo.