Juggling
So we have to move. Clearly that shouldn't be a surprise to you. But... The last week or so I've been talking to my mother off and on trying to figure out if/when my parents could bring the full sized van to help us move. In the last few days it has become increasingly evident that this is causing her at least some stress. They can't figure out how and when and who...
While we were at Geno's grandmother's house tonight preparing to play cards and such awesome social things, we casually mention this. (They asked about moving). They then offer to help us move instead. They say they could bring either the truck or the mini van. I tell Geno it's up to him. We decide to take them up on their offer. At the least, it means that my parents can stop worrying, right?
I call the house and talk to my older brother, mention the situation and find out that neither of my parents are home. My phone dies. (This is important). I call my mother from Geno's phone and leave a message essentially saying (in a long, rambling, kind of nervous way) that they're off the hook. I presume we won't hear from them again tonight.
My phone stays dead since I hadn't thought to bring my charger over. My father apparently calls and leaves a less than enthused message. I'm not sure if they misunderstood my message or if he's offended that I decided to let them off the hook. I truly appreciate their willingness to help. I didn't mean to lead them through stress just to take someone else's offer. But it seemed to be such a problem for them. and and and....
I suck at juggling. And if my father truly is hurt that, without having spoken to him, we opted to let them live their lives and disrupt a couple old women who admit they don't have much else to do.... I don't know what to do.
fuck
While we were at Geno's grandmother's house tonight preparing to play cards and such awesome social things, we casually mention this. (They asked about moving). They then offer to help us move instead. They say they could bring either the truck or the mini van. I tell Geno it's up to him. We decide to take them up on their offer. At the least, it means that my parents can stop worrying, right?
I call the house and talk to my older brother, mention the situation and find out that neither of my parents are home. My phone dies. (This is important). I call my mother from Geno's phone and leave a message essentially saying (in a long, rambling, kind of nervous way) that they're off the hook. I presume we won't hear from them again tonight.
My phone stays dead since I hadn't thought to bring my charger over. My father apparently calls and leaves a less than enthused message. I'm not sure if they misunderstood my message or if he's offended that I decided to let them off the hook. I truly appreciate their willingness to help. I didn't mean to lead them through stress just to take someone else's offer. But it seemed to be such a problem for them. and and and....
I suck at juggling. And if my father truly is hurt that, without having spoken to him, we opted to let them live their lives and disrupt a couple old women who admit they don't have much else to do.... I don't know what to do.
fuck