If It Ain't One Thing ...

... it's another.

Latest chapter of my life: things appear to be okey-dokey with the Sibs. Well, that's nice. Now all we have to deal with is the current shitstorm over next weekend's trip to Florida.

I'm going on record, as if this weren't already obvious: I'm not too keen on going, myself. I'm going because it's the right thing to do. R said she would go with me because I don't want to be alone, not in the hotel room, not the only me in a sea of the Sibs' kids. Not that I don't totally love her kids, I certainly do. But she has convinced two of her kids that they must go because it's a family thing, so Wonderful Niece and her husband are going, and JJ has flown in from California, and is joining us in Florida. I wanted someone to be with me. Is that a crime? I wanted a relaxing trip. I haven't spent a big chunk of time alone with R in a long time. I wanted to get as much out of it as I could, especially considering that it's costing me money I don't really have to spend on it.

K decided from the beginning not to go, which was okay with me. She and I could use a break from each other. Her hope was that she would be so busy planning lessons for her new job that she couldn't go. But there is no job, and she is depressed, no matter how much she thinks she's avoiding it. She is.

Today, R and the GF came by, and we went over to the Sibs so she could finally meet him. Out of the clear blue nowhere, she started encouraging K to come along on the trip next week. When we got home, R whispered to me that she has a flight voucher that she will put towards K's flight, if she wants to go. Then K figured we were talking about her behind her back, and stormed out.

Gaaaahhhhhhh!! Can't anybody leave anything just alone anymore? Here's where it stands at the moment:

1. I emailed the cousins to see if it would be okay to bring K. I haven't got an answer yet, but I'm sure they'll be fine with it.
2. There a seat available on the plane, twice as much as I paid for each of the first two tickets. The voucher will cover half of that. I won't be able to get a third seat near us, I'm sure, so they would sit together, and I would be where? Alone.
3. R is not thrilled about three of us in one hotel room, and K is conditionally opposed to it. The hotel has extra rooms. So that would double the cost of the hotel, and the two of them would be in one room, and I would be where? Alone.

K is not even sure if she wants to go. She thinks everyone will make her feel guilty if she doesn't go (but not me, for sure), and that she will feel awful whether she goes or not. (This is because she is depressed.) As for me, I just feel like shit. I wanted no stress. I had about 24 hours of no stress between the thing with my sister finally being over, and now this. Hey, maybe I should just send the two of them, and stay home.

My chest is tight again, and I don't like that. It's not a heart attack, because I'm not in other pain and have no other symptoms and am not, btw, dead. (And I'm having a stress test in a couple of weeks, so that'll all be checked out.) But I don't like this at all.





watching THE GILMORE GIRLS :: ENTRY #2114
READING: The Outliers by Malcolm Glaldwell