Shh I’m Hiding Again!
September 8, 2007
Last night I didn’t get the best sleep. I was up every hour, or so it seemed. Then today my parents had a huge BBQ with all of their friends, and I was babysitting two red headed little boys. Let me emphasize, red headed, boys. Yeah. They are the most energetic kids I know. One is 3, and one is 2. The 3 year old is stubborn as hell and the 2 year old wasn’t too bad, but he was a handful too.
Even with my hour long nap I had around 5pm, I am still really tired. Nifty was supposed to be here around 6 as he worked until 5 but when I called his work he was still there, slaving away. Remember my issues with Denny’s, because they always guilt him into working long hours no matter what he has planned? Ya. It’s started, already. This is his second day at this location, so I’m not happy.
He works again tomorrow and is expecting me to “house sit” for him and wait all day until he gets home. I really don’t want to hang around his empty house knowing that nobody will be there. That’s a waste of my time. Then I only get to see him for an hour or so anyway, as I have to get back to the apartment before 10pm.
I was hoping to spend time with friends this weekend, since it’s my first weekend back and all. Haven’t done that yet. I was supposed to go to the fair with Peterpops and JD but my parents were entertaining friends for dinner and didn’t want to drive me there until like 9pm when their guest were leaving, but I had already made plans to go to Nifty’s house for 9. Did I mention I waited an hour for him last night? Alone? In his house? Ya. It was major weird.
Anyways, now I’m hiding in the family room from all the people. Some of my dad’s friends, although well meaning, have put me in awkward positions with their questions about the scars on my legs. I always find it weird when people I barely know make comments about my body and ask why I have scars. I dunno, personally I think that should be reserved for people you know well. I don’t feel the need to explain myself to every curious George out there. I know that they don’t mean to be tactless or rude, but still.
I’m tempted to call the boy and tell him not to bother coming down. I’m tired and want to go to sleep, and I really don’t want to sit around doing absolutely nothing all day tomorrow. Gilbert won’t listen to me anyway, if she wants to have people over she’ll have people over. Besides, she probably won’t even be home. She hasn’t been all weekend - which reminds me I should ask why I’m needed tomorrow and why I wasn’t needed yesterday. Nobody throws parties on Sunday, that’s lame. If anything they should have been concerned about today, when Nifty was at work and she was on the prowl alone.
Well I should really get back to mingling. And by mingling, I mean standing around not talking to anybody cause everyone’s way older then me anyway.
September 10th, 2007 at 7:59 am
< ![CDATA[When you have a house to yourself, you're supposed to snoop around in the master bedroom and see what creepy stuff you can find.]]>
September 10th, 2007 at 2:11 pm
< ![CDATA[Haha um well that would be my parents bedroom [since I was at home for the weekend] and I really don’t want to see any creepy stuff there. Nope. Not doing it!]]>
September 12th, 2007 at 1:49 pm
< ![CDATA[That party at Mom and Dads kicked ass!]]>
September 13th, 2007 at 12:06 am
< ![CDATA[Shannon, you were totally sloshed! Of course it kicked ass for you :)]]>