I kinda wish I were 39, but with the knowledge I’ve gained since then...
This storm that is coming is really puckering up to blow. Since I have no one to care for The Stig until Wednesday, I can’t go with my son and his family to St. George. So they won’t stop here tonight...just push on to SG and come back on Tuesday. He used the excuse that they were “trying to save money,” but I’m confused about what the difference is between paying for a hotel tonight and one for Tuesday.
Then he said her folks were expecting them to go to church with them in the morning. I said, “You did that last time. Why don’t you go to church with me, this time?” No deal.
OK. I got it.
So I will continue to clean house and watch the storm. The Stig is just as happy, I think.
At least I didn’t pack...
I’m sorry it didn’t work out for you to go with them. On the other hand, maybe the stress of the trip to St. George (where’s that?) would have been too much for you. I hope you have some good days with The Stig and get to go to church tomorrow!
I’ll probably go to the Spanish Mass tomorrow, even though we’re not doing the music. I miss my friends if I don’t see them! Elen’s choir is doing the morning services, so the others can go at 9:00.
Yeah, that's probably prudent.
You never know when your temper may get the best of you.