Tuesday, August 06, 2013

Dreading the weekend, a little

Most of the times you've gone home without me I've been fine with that plan, and was at least determined to take advantage of our time apart. This time I wanted to go - just not enough to spend 3 days of vacation on it - so I've been feeling left out.

Partly, it's a matter of not having anything to which I'm especially looking forward for myself. I'm not psyched about cooking, I'm not having people over, I'm not going out to eat anywhere special that you wouldn't like. I am going to golf 9 holes on Saturday late in the day, weather permitting, but that's about it. I guess I should check the forecast for a nice long bike ride, but I'm not sure when I could get one of those in, seeing as I've made golf plans for Saturday afternoon.

(Your post earlier was a reminder that it isn't just the trip that has me feeling distant from you.)

But mostly I just feel disappointed that, even before you made plans to take the grandkids, you preferred to go without me rather than accommodate my work schedule. I'd have gladly taken Friday off, and am still a little put out that this wasn't an option. Of course, I know you want to take the kids, and I'm glad they're able to go, too. I'm still disappointed for myself.

Please make sure the family knows that the reason you've made these last two trips by yourself isn't that I don't want to be there with all of you. The younger two of the local grandkids seemed disappointed I wasn't going, too. Of course, I haven't seen the older two.

(okay, and you just had to play "crab" in our game of Words, didn't you, brat? Rub salt into the wound much?)

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