I bitch and I moan
Dec. 13th, 2004 02:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fatesfollyand I complain about children and the pain in the neck I imagine them to be but in the absence of family, I think I'm going to have to get used to lonely Christmases.
Lee just called with more bad news. The person who usually does the evening shift has all next week off. What does this mean for Lee? He'll be subbing for him on the 4 to midnight shift all week, including Christmas Eve.
Well, for a couple with no children, that means it's Christmas Eve minus one. And what fun is Christmas Eve by yourself? We usually go to his parents house and suffer through their Christmas Eve party with their tee-totalling Baptist friends, but hell's angels will not make me go there alone.
Then the kicker comes... he doesn't have to work the night of New Year's Eve, but he'll need to go in on New Year's Day by 4pm. And what time does he get off on New Year's Eve? 7 fucking pm. He's promised me ALL FUCKING YEAR that we'd do something for New Year's this year. Five years of doing NOTHING has made me stir crazy and this year, we were going to Wilmington and doing the dinner/dance/party/celebration thing at a hotel there. We were going to spend the whole weekend there. Wilmington is a good 1.5 hours away and he's an hour away from me. If he gets off at 7, he'll have to drive home, get here by 8, we'll drive to Wilmington and arrive by 9:30, missing dinner, tired and cranky, and then just have to turn around again and drive home by 1 the next day so he can get to work by 4. All this is DRIVING me crazy!
Calgon! Take me away!
Lee just called with more bad news. The person who usually does the evening shift has all next week off. What does this mean for Lee? He'll be subbing for him on the 4 to midnight shift all week, including Christmas Eve.
Well, for a couple with no children, that means it's Christmas Eve minus one. And what fun is Christmas Eve by yourself? We usually go to his parents house and suffer through their Christmas Eve party with their tee-totalling Baptist friends, but hell's angels will not make me go there alone.
Then the kicker comes... he doesn't have to work the night of New Year's Eve, but he'll need to go in on New Year's Day by 4pm. And what time does he get off on New Year's Eve? 7 fucking pm. He's promised me ALL FUCKING YEAR that we'd do something for New Year's this year. Five years of doing NOTHING has made me stir crazy and this year, we were going to Wilmington and doing the dinner/dance/party/celebration thing at a hotel there. We were going to spend the whole weekend there. Wilmington is a good 1.5 hours away and he's an hour away from me. If he gets off at 7, he'll have to drive home, get here by 8, we'll drive to Wilmington and arrive by 9:30, missing dinner, tired and cranky, and then just have to turn around again and drive home by 1 the next day so he can get to work by 4. All this is DRIVING me crazy!
Calgon! Take me away!
