What Else????


Man, today started off pretty good.  It was a boring day, but no fights, no hostility, etc.  Until my mother told me THE NEWS.

For a few weeks ago, the told me that she was planning to drive down to Texas to help out with my grandmother, who has been in a rehabilitative nursing home for the past couple of months.  Cool, I thought, I’ll get a break from her.  That’ll be good for everyone.  Every time I asked her what the plans were, the answer was vague, and usually different from the one she gave me the last time.  Last week, she told me that she and my step-dad would probably drive down, and then he’d fly back on his own. 

Tonight at dinner, though, it was a completely different story.  Just as a reference, I’ve known my plans since April.  I bought the plane tickets way back when, and told her the dates.  She told me that one of them could probably drop us off/pick us up from the airport.  (We are flying out of Midway/Chicago, and it’s about a 2 hour drive.)  The boys and I fly out on July 2, and I get back on the 9, while the boys go visit their father.  Here’s how it went down tonight:

Mom:  What day is it you guys are leaving again?

Me:  The 2nd.

Mom:  Oh, we’ll be at J. & C.’s for the 4th, too! (J. & C. are family friends who I love.  I have been planning on spending a few nights with them for months now, and Mom and step-dad are planning to stay there, too.)

Me:  Does that mean I have to sleep on the floor?

Mom:  I don’t know, I hope not.

Me:  I hope not, too.

Mom:  Well, they have a big couch.

Me:  Yeah, that’s where the kids were going to sleep.  (Mine and their grandkids, who will be visiting also).

Mom:  Oh.

Okay, I have SO many problems with that.  Here goes:


1.  WTF?  They have known our plans for months now, since I bought the tickets back in April…and they knew I planned on staying with J and C, who have 2 extra beds.  The plan was that B (my pal who is coming along) would have one bed, I would have the other, and the boys and their grandkids would sleep in the living room.  Now, I may be sleeping on the fucking floor or have to find another place to stay.

2.  I thought I was going to get a nice, long break from my mother.  WRONG!  At the most, I may get 2 days before the boys and I leave.  She went from staying there a month to a week. 

3.  What the fuck about the dog?

 4.  I was counting on them for either at least a ride to the airport in Chicago, or from the airport in Chicago.  FUCK!  Now I have a little more than a week to figure out how the fuck I’m getting to the airport with my kids and all our suitcases.

5.  Did I already mention, NO TIME AWAY FROM THEM?!?!?!?!?!?

Right now, I am so pissed, I can’t even think.  I texted my sister to see if she could maybe do the airport thing, but I am pretty sure that she won’t be able to do it.

There’s a bus that goes from the airport here (in our city) to the airport there (in Chicago), but it’s $30 a person each way, that adds up when there’s three of you.  If I drive my car and park it there, I’m out gas, plus at least $70 charge to park it.  GODDAMMIT

2 Responses to “What Else????”

  1. 1 Penelope June 23, 2008 at 12:13 pm

    Oh bollocks!!! Sorry hon, that totally sucks. I wish I had constructive advice but I don’t :o(

  2. 2 honeywine June 24, 2008 at 9:43 pm

    You could always bring Bevo here. 🙂 Pascal would just follow him everywhere trying to figure out what he is. lol

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