Happy Thanksgiving.

I know that its a bit past Thanksgiving, but I've been kind of busy. Though I thought it time to give you a little recap of my Thanksgiving day.
To start with I worked really late on Wednesday, so I didn't get home until after midnight. There was no way I was going to make it all the way downtown by 10:40 to make the earlier train, so I set out to make the 12:40 train. I was super tried so I didn't really get out of bed at anytime that could be considered early. I did however have more than enough time get downtown to the train. Then it all went downhill from there. First I had to find a bunch of paper work for my brothers truck, which was surely somewhere where it would be easy to find, if only I could remember where that place was. After finally finding it, I set off to starbucks. I didn't have time to make the coffee me myself, so I needed to dip into starbucks. Plus it was hella cold and snowy, so there was no way I was going without some coffee.
I decided upon walking to starbucks that it was too cold so I would just take a cab to the train station. When I went to pay for my drink, I realized that I in fact didn't have my debit card. This is really a big enough deal on its own, but on top of the fact that I never have any cash, and needed to have cash to get on the train, I was kind of freaking out.
I thought to myself maybe I can get cash from the ATM with my visa, then quickly realized that I in fact couldn't because if I have a pin number for it I certainly don't have a clue what it is. Which is probably a good thing. After freaking out a bit I call my friend B who I lives downtown and told her I needed to borrow ten bucks. Of course her being my friend was down with that. So I took a cab to her apartment and got ten dollars, which of course she decided would be twenty.
Then I had about 15 min to get to the train from b's apartment, which was about a two mile walk. SO I pretty much ran all the way there. Looking at my watch about every 3o seconds. Then when I finally made it I couldn't figure out which train it was because none of them said anything. Which is always lovely. I kept walking and realized it was on track number one, so I ran over there. The doors where closed and there was a man knocking on the door. We still had one min. one min I tell you, but the train pulled away right in front of our face. Which sucked not just because it happened but because there wasn't another train for two more hours. I didn't even have that much time to be at my mom's house either because I had to work at 4:30 on Friday.
My dad then had to come pick me up at the end of the blue line. I did go as far west as possible, but still felt bad because he had to drive all the way out to pick me up. Oh well the rest of the day was much better.