Planes... Trains... My B cups are strained!

"I want my f'ing car right f'ing now... You're f'd!" A classic line from a great movie. This, my friends, is the way I feel after the last couple of days. A plane to and from the big apple. Trains, including the A, C, N, 6 local, and 5 express, from downtown to midtown/uptown back downtown. And cars massive amounts of them crowding the byways of the Brooklyn Bridge as I ran across this morning breathing in the toxic exhaust(I'll tell more later). And mine waiting for me at the airport in the green ramp, floor #?, and row who knows. It's a whirlwind of transportation that I am stuck in. I'm so busy I am not even sure what my carbon imprint is doing. What I am sure of? Exhaustion. Three full days of schleping. Hiking, talking, smiling, selling, working, laughing, more schleping. Tonight... Top it off with a night cap including one cosmo, 2 glasses of pinot, a decaf coffee and a lame blog post. I'm gonna sleep like a baby (can't wait to snuggle with my hubby-no funny business-I'm too tired, headache, etc). You better rest up too! Tomorrow is Fashion Friday!