Okay so last night I didn't sleep much Chris was snoring loudly and ear plugs couldn't even muffle that loud a decibel. So all day I have been yawning.
Berott has been getting ready for Philopospy Camp at Brown. Chris and I had an arrangement he would drive her up to Rhode Island (8hr) and then I would bring her back at the end of the month. In that trip I was going to deliver bunk beds to the Boston Mathew's and get to spend time with my favorite twins and their wonderful 5 year old sister. Much deserved baby time. I love those kids. I was so looking forward to that trip.
I was so going to sew this weekend while 99.99% of my people were gone. However Chris decided tonight well it is Thursday at 7 p.m that he can not drive Saturday because he has not gotten enough work done this week. (Due to employee reviews) Arrggghhh.
So now I am on the road trip. Leaving Saturday after the girls get off of their jobs. They are going to be done around noon then we go. Oh I love to drive, oh I will enjoy the time alone with two teens while driving 8 hours. Trying to find them vegitarian meals on the go is awfully fun.
I had just started to mentally plan my weekend alone with Grant. We would do stuff. Shop for his college needs, he would ignore me I would go bother him. (in the man cave)
Then Saturday night I would have a movie night with a few girlfriends, drink Cosmo's or Pomtinis. Watch a notoriously bad move the one we were going to watch for my birthday in Feb. Hit the hot tub, oh the joys of flabby older women drinking too much and sitting in a hot bubbly tub. Grant would chauffeur all my friends home or heck they could spend the night with me and the dogs.
Aaaahhhh the best laid dreams come to my normal 'HAULT'... Oh well there is always another birthday or hot tub or movie night. Heck who am I kidding this was all in my head. Never to be executed.
Deep sigh, two more years until the empty next. I just wonder where Chris is going to go when the kids move out to college?