There's fabric, and traffic and Mrs. Clinton involved...

I had planned my day carefully:

I was getting out of work a bit early and swing by a fabric store that's close to where I live (though I've never been to) and buy black linen. Then I was going to buy a circular needle, since the knitting store is on my way home (I always take that road so that it's ALWAYS on my way home). When I got here, I was going to sew a couple of fantastic table runners for our dining room table with the linen and that awesome fabric I got at IKEA the last time I went to the U.S. (we don't have IKEAs in Mexico, sadly). I also want to make black linen napkins that match the runners- I'll show you when I finish them, *IF* I finish them.

Anyway, I noticed the traffic was a bit heavier than usual but that's not strange since Mexico City is well known for it's heavy traffic (and for the crime rate, and the corruption and the pollution... but I don't want to think about pretty things while I am complaining about the traffic...).

Turns out, Hillary Clinton's visiting and they closed some streets for security- which, ironically, is the topic of discussion with our president.

I patiently put some music and danced and sang and yielded to other cars and kept my cool while people were going crazy. I smiled at people, I tried not to get impatient.

TWO hours later, (it usually takes me 20 minutes TOPS to get home and that's when the traffic is at it's worst) I was no better than the other cars. It was like that "Goofy" cartoon where he's such a nice guy and transforms when he gets behind the wheel. I was part of the collective rage, my face was just distorted and ultra-tomb sounds came out of my mouth.

And I was nowhere near the fabric store or home. Those were far, far away.

So I stopped at Wal-mart to wait for it to clear. And now I have buyer's remorse. I think I bought the entire store.

It's all Mrs. Clinton's fault that I don't have beautiful table runners and that Luis was about to kill me last night when he saw the new curtain rods and the PACKED freezer and the new pilates ball...