I am spiraling down, down, down......you get the point. I have been looking forward to getting away for a camping trip during the Memorial weekend with my parents. We do this every year. It is such a fun way to start the summer. There is lots of people, lots of food and lots of fun. I need to get away this year. I need to do something different than what I do everyday. I need.....am I selfish or what.
Anyways, my parents are getting older and my dads mysterious illness has pretty much stopped him in his tracks. My mom has destroyed her shoulders caring for the patience at work. They get the basics done but anything beyond that they need help with.
My mom called me completely frustrated with the whole trip and was ready to cancel the whole thing. She has been asking my brother, who lives two houses down, to help her. He is too busy to return all the stuff he borrowed that she needs to pack. Like the propane tanks he is using for his BBQ. Kind of need those for the trailer. Meanwhile, she is babysitting
his kids
every day.
So, I rush off to help her. We gather all the propane tanks, load them into my dad's truck, get them filled, put them back into the trailers, haul all of the boxes of eating necessities into the trailers and walk away with man-dirty hands. Gross!!!
I am just so angry right now. At what? I have no idea but I am not pleasant to be around. Brian has been a saint. He has been around, not to close (who would want to be) but enough to be able to help out when I need it. He has been great to let me get out and run (my saving grace). I need (again all about me;) to disappear for a while. Phew....thanks for letting me vent. :S