We were scheduled to leave the next morning, early, August 27. To leave for two weeks. Road trip to Chicago. First day involved many hours of driving. But the night before required, shall we say, finesse, patience, and, worst of all, time. Our best intentions were interpreted in a twisted, chaotic manner. We tried to leave, but couldn't; we were rebuffed. The hours went by. Donna did her thing. I did mine. The next day came too soon.