absolutely dying ...

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I am absolutely, truly, madly, deeply and utterly, dying for the loo. My bladder is full to bursting and the bus is jiggling. This is not a good mix. In about twenty minutes I'll be able to satisfy my need, but until then I'm trapped on a bus with dodgy weefee and very little to take my mind off my poor bladder. Meanwhile Husband waits patiently at the other end, quite probably playing Pokémon. I blame the lorry drivers for my lateness. An accident on the local motorway this afternoon has caused traffic to be diverted through town and it took me nearly two hours to travel about six miles, although to be fair, fifty minutes were spent waiting for the bus to actually arrive. Now I'm on my second bus, and this one has just been diverted. My bladder is screaming. My bus early this morning had to make a diversion too, due to a crashed stolen car. It's not my day today. There could very well be a puddle on the floor before my journey finishes! *sigh*