and away we go
for the first time since her birth, hubbin and i are going away for the night, just the two of us. grandma is coming over to stay with boo. i have no problems leaving her alone for the night. none.
hubbin and i are going to white-trash it up at the casino tonight. i booked a room and everything. however, i’m not showered, packed or even dressed. i’m just so fucking tired. all the time tired.
but in a effort to get my life back, i think this needs to be done.
here is something…..
the jesus freaks just called me to babysit. i lied and told them i couldn’t. i said i had an appointment and i don’t. i told her i’d see if i could change things around and it was a complete lie to buy me time. when i called back i told her that i wasn’t able to move things enough to be available for the whole time she needed a sitter. then i said i wasn’t sure how things would work with my little one taking a nap and her little one needed to take a nap at the same time. this part is true. it’s so unfair of her not to even consider my daughter’s needs as well. i shouldn’t need a babysitter to be her babysitter.
i do love kids, but her children are strange. and the last time she brought them over to for me to babysit, they were dirty, sick and the older one has no idea how to interact with anyone but her parents. it was frustrating and rude, and i told her as much when she and her husband came to pick them up. i had to have hubbin come home and keep boo upstairs, because i didn’t want her interacting with dirty sick kids. she was only about six months old at the time and hadn’t been sick. i wasn’t about to have her first illness be the jesus freaks fault. and i’ve been dodging her requests for me to babysit ever since.
well, i’ve waited until the last possible minute to get ready for this trip. i might have to shower when i get up there - which won’t be so bad after being in the car for an hour. funny how long car rides can make you feel gross.