Y2 D75

I honestly don't understand some people. No, really I don't. Yesterday X1 said she would be having brunch with her sister and mother at the hotel where they were staying then driving home. Ok, it's Sunday, you haven't seen them for a while, totally get that. But in the back of my mind I am thinking that you don't want to get on the road too late because you will have three kids in the car and a 4 hour drive. You know, but that's just me...

I hadn't heard anything by 11 so I called her. "Oh, we are just packing up and heading to my mom's house". Sounds good. I will head over there with the kid...

1:00 she shows up. Two hours to go roughly five miles??? Oh you didn't leave until 12:45. Got it...

I left the kid there and went off to run some much needed errands at Target and the grocery store. Long story long, the kid is real time texting me:

2:30 her mother decides to take a nap before leaving. Hmm. Odd, but ok. I can still sort of get it. 3:30 - still talking. 4:30, finally left. 4:45 - oh we need gas. Oh look my mother drove away without removing the nozzle, now we have to deal with that... 5:30 - ok, we are finally 20 miles from grandma's house.

Interject - my turn. During this part of it, I went to the hospital to visit my brother. He is doing ok. He is still in the CCU which is ICU for heart patients. He can't do much. We walked around the area together like 200 feet total and he was winded. I finally had a chance to tell him that I felt his wife insulted and disrespected me. I didn't dwell on it, just said my peace and dropped it. I feel better having a chance to get it off my chest. Back to the kid...

6:20 stopping for food. slowest service ever. 7:30 finally back on the road. Will text when we get home.

From where they stopped for food, it's at least three more hours. I never did hear back from her. Her battery probably died at some point. I am estimating they didn't get home until 11 at the earliest. So all in all, a 4 hour drive turns into a 10 hour adventure. My god. I would have had those kids in the car by 10am, been home by 2, and enjoyed my night. Whatever.

After I left my brother, I was very good. I resisted the urge to go to the bar or make bad decisions. I went to the local burger place I like, had some dinner, went home. Relaxed for a while. took a bath, went to bed. Today I have a half a day at one client, then I am home. Going to do some laundry this afternoon I think. Eight days into the month without any booze by the way. Small victories, right? Actually I honestly don't remember the last drink I had. It's been at least a couple of weeks. That's how it should be. Drinking should be something I do for fun when I go out, not a way to deal with life.

I also decided to join the cast of the local RHPS. They sent me the paperwork yesterday. I need to print it out today and get it back to them. Two saturdays a month plus occasional rehearsals and meetings. Be a good distraction for me.