Please excuse me while I rant. My wife and I are perpetually short on time and money. I'm a deposed political appointee, and she's in real estate. Since January of 2009, I've been working with her in real estate. Given the state of the market these days, it demands long hours and pays nowhere the dividends it used to. That being said, I decided a couple months ago that enough was enough and we were, by hook or by crook, going to have a vacation. I frittered a fairly substantial chunk of our meager savings on a rental house for a week in mid September. We were both so incredibly excited about getting away, just the two of us, for a whole week. The first disaster was my fault, as I mentioned it to a family member and invited said family member to come "for a couple days". Within what seemed like seconds, the family member in question (my sister) had somehow managed to invite herself and her boyfriend for the entire week. This didn't sit well with either of us, but since it's family, we just decided to let bygones be bygones and suck it up. The house in question is in Rodanthe, NC, which if you've watched the news lately, you'll know has been pretty much cut off from the rest of the world by several HUGE breaches in highway 12, both north and south of the town . Chances of us being able to get there are slim to none, and chances of the house being habitable are not very good either. To add insult to injury, I declined the "travel insurance" with the rental agency, not realizing at the time that any chance of a refund without is, you guessed it, slim to none. Even due to an act of God. So, now my sister has decided to take over the whole show and look for alternative places to go. She says she'll go ahead and book the house and pay for it. This would be ok, save for the fact that the whole point was to get away on our own and not be "visiting family" again, which has been all we've done for several years. I probably sound like an ungrateful jerk here, but given the circumstances (all of which I'm not divulging) the whole thing has pretty much gone to Hell in a handbasket. So here I sit, my vacation down the tubes, an incredibly disappointed wife, a sister I'm risking alienating and not a small sum of money gone on a rental we can't get to. All i wanted to do was get away with my wife and eat a lot of ribs and pulled pork. Ok, thanks for letting me vent. I'm off to procure a LOT of alcohol.