I'm going to Washington, DC this weekend. Actually, I'm leaving tomorrow. And somehow, by some random act of kindness, I managed to score a reservation to The Inn at Little Washington.
So, what's the problem? Well, to start with, I had no business MAKING the reservation. In fact, I had no business making the damn CALL, for a myriad of reason which I will not go into here. Apparently, however, I am a glutton for punishment, and a master at the art of self-deprivation.
So, this afternoon, I actually called and cancelled the reservation {sigh}. I'm sad. Very sad.
More later...
