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Sep. 30th, 2003 02:17 pm-1:37 PM
I'm starting this now, even if I am not sure I will get anywhere with the entry. It's been that kind of day at work thus far. It might make the time go faster, but not quite fast enough. I'd be happier if I were heading home.
And, my family is going on a trip to Florida the first week on November. I opted out, because while I love my family, spending any extended length of time with all of them at once where I would have absolutely NOTHING to myself or to keep me occupied as other than a hanger-on is so not appealing to me, and would cause arguements to no end. So, I have the week off. Watch/feed the dog, get the mail, maybe do some X-mas shopping, that's about it.
Of course, Mom says she is still very very sick and doesn't feel like going. Which turns my own idea of vacation into a week of non-stop babysitting/bonded servitude. So many promises, every day. "Oh, don't worry, I'll cook dinner. Your favorite..."
And, like yesterday, I come home to yet another excuse.
So, I'm troubled there. I wanted a week to myself.
I'm starting this now, even if I am not sure I will get anywhere with the entry. It's been that kind of day at work thus far. It might make the time go faster, but not quite fast enough. I'd be happier if I were heading home.
And, my family is going on a trip to Florida the first week on November. I opted out, because while I love my family, spending any extended length of time with all of them at once where I would have absolutely NOTHING to myself or to keep me occupied as other than a hanger-on is so not appealing to me, and would cause arguements to no end. So, I have the week off. Watch/feed the dog, get the mail, maybe do some X-mas shopping, that's about it.
Of course, Mom says she is still very very sick and doesn't feel like going. Which turns my own idea of vacation into a week of non-stop babysitting/bonded servitude. So many promises, every day. "Oh, don't worry, I'll cook dinner. Your favorite..."
And, like yesterday, I come home to yet another excuse.
So, I'm troubled there. I wanted a week to myself.