Plans? What plans???

Last week I had the biggest hopes/goals/dreams for the 4-day weekend. It was gonna be fun-filled, friend-filled, experience-filled, hope-filled and awesome. Yet, as the days drew closer... I realized there'd be a couple bumps. A good number of friends wanted to avoid DC, cuz they aren't fans of crowds. A good number of friends weren't really able to spend money, which limited things we could attempt to do. I got a call Friday morning, informing me of family business which required me to be home for 10 am monday morning. The weather was also NOT going to be in my favor. And DC/metro would definitely be worse due to all the traffic and crowds.

Anyway, I ended up chillax-ing and ratatoille-ing it up Friday night at home. Later on, I had an interesting conversation with the gay kid from back home, and he mentioned some interesting things about my youngest brother...

Saturday, I hung with friends at a mansion. It was weird to know that everything in any one single room, was probably worth more than everything I own, collectively. But it was cool/fun and definitely something to dream about. After a good, chill although football-less sunday, they dropped me off to catch my bus to NYC. Which I only made, because they randomly had an extra bus. I knew this trip was coming so I bought a portable dvd player, and planned to watch 24, continuing from where I left off in season 1. Didn't happen and instead I started from season 3.

By the time I got to my sister-in-law/brother's place, it was snowing and after 10 mins they went to the hospital cuz she(who is pregnant) wasn't feel well. So the side plan of talking face-to-face about the emails didn't quite work out.
The next morning, I woke up at 9ish, even though the meeting was scheduled(planned) for 10. We ended up leaving the house at 10 and pushing it to 12:30. At the meeting, little new information was brought up. We did get to meet the banker tho and sign a few more things giving them access to my info. All of which, I didn't need to be present for. They repeated the same schpeele and we left with the same questions as before. So I was like, we go to the house and just sitdown and figure out exactly what the expectations are and what we wanna do. Cuz the oldest bro&sis-in-law are wishy-washy about it, and their reasoning wasn't sound. After a long discussion we decided to go through with it... with a wierd solution. (Break up the payments to be bi-weekly... cuz its easier to afford, even though its the same overall) Whatever.

My original plan had me catching a 10:35 flight back to dulles and then I could do Taint and/or other inauguration shenaniggans. I got to the airport late (10:20ish), and after an hour headed home to try again in the morning. Monday morning I woke up at 7:15iah to catch the 9:05 flight, that I was on standby for. I left with my younger bro and got to the train at 8:15, and arrived at the check-in at 8:39... 4 minutes late. The next flight would leave at 3, and I'd have to pay full price so I said screw it. I train-ed it to the city and after 2 mins of inauguration on cnn, I left to hop on the 11:30 bolt bus. I got into town close to four and headed straight home. No one else had any plans, so I ended up staying home and that was my weekend.

The one major plan I had was to go to, watch or at least, experience to inauguration somehow and see-ish the first black president. And I sorta did get hours of black president footage... David Palmer on 24. So I missed the inauguration completely, spent over $200 in transportation costs, barely accomplished any family business, and wore the same jeans. So basically, i'm wanting to plan less, cuz then less plans will fail, cuz they don't exist!