I've been looking forward to my two days off all week...especially after the horrid day with Ila on Wednesday. Yesterday went well enough. It was our 7 year anniversary. We had a lazy day. Scotty and I were both exhausted and a little cranky the first half of the day. I blame it on the previous day (Ila) being super sucky. The grocery store was a nightmare...there's a reason I drive 20 minutes into the next town, people are much nicer and polite. Here? Not so much. So in the middle of the store (when I'm already a mess because I hate stepping out of my comfort zone AND being in the store when it's busy...I seriously panic) my phone won't stop ringing. I ignore it because I don't want to deal with it in the store. I listen to messages. One is from my sister warning me the other twin's sister in law will be calling. Crap.
Why was the sister in law calling you ask? To ask me to babysit for a few hours this morning. I can't say no. This is the sister in law that has been fighting cancer since pregnant with her youngest...who is now around 18 months I think? *sigh* I called her bag and we played phone tag all afternoon, then confirmed that Scotty and I will be there this morning at 9:30 to watch the girls for a few hours while mom goes to an appointment. Seriously, three kids? Is this going to end well? I'm just hoping Scotty keeps them happy enough...I'll have no trouble with the older one (T). It's the 18 month old (D) that I'm worried about...she's not as used to me as T is!
Wish me luck...it's going to be an interesting morning...After that? To the library and possibly Goodwill to see if I can snag some more canning jars for my next batch of fruit. So much for a lazy day, huh?
And let this be a lesson to you. If you ask me for a favor? I'll probably say yes. And then stress about it all night and get about 2 hours of sleep while wishing I'd said no.
