My family rarely bothers to tell me about anything until it’s too late. So, if I can’t make it I don’t feel bad. Or rather, I do, but I know I don’t deserve to and am trying to talk myself out of it.
But, regardless of all that, I’d like to see my brother if he’s in town.
Friday night I have a birthday party to attend for a friend’s 2 yr old daughter.
Saturday night is the celebration of yet another cycle around the sun for a very dear friend of mine.
My brother is leaving early sunday morning. He just happens to get in tomorrow.
So, if i shake everything up, do some super packing tomorrow morning, go to work really early, leave early, and get Celeste early and book it to my mom’s I can have a hectic day filled with lots of driving, my brother, his two kids, and my parents being busy with something in the stockyards.
I just don’t know if it’s worth it. Getting out there on a week day is really tough. It doesn’t seem like I should jump through hoops when noone could even be bothered to tell me when he was getting here.
Ugh. I don’t know.