To Go Or Not To Go....
Alright. So, I need a weekend event, by myself, with no husband and no baby. That's established.
I wanted to hang out with Davin and Dana, specifically, on my responsibility-free weekend. They said they were going to Coronation and Sport of Kings, both of which are down round Portland. So, I started saving my spending money, packing it away, $20 at a time, three months ago. I ordered my passport, etc, etc. Then I couldn't get a ride. Couldn't get a ride. Really couldn't get a ride. Started to panic. Started to inflate the importance of this particular event. Started to become hysterical at the thought of losing my ONLY chance to have a weekend to myself all summer, and, thus, all year.
Then Magnus agreed to rent me his van, cheap, and I got all excited again. Maybe I could even bring Rosamund with me for a girls weekend of debauchery. Then Davin told me he wasn't going. Then Rosamund said she wasn't going. The van is stiff, and heavy and makes me nervous, and guzzles gas, and I can't shoulder-check in it. It only has AM radio, which is going to make for a very lonely six hour drive, all by myself. And Krenn still hasn't completely recovered from the Plague, and I'd be missing Imaigne's party, and we're leaving for Clinton in five days and I have a week's worth of sewing to do....
But, Magnus will be taking the van to Sport of Kings, and can't give me a ride, so if I don't go now, I may not have another chance.
I'm so on the fence about this, I'm getting hemmoroids. If I had someone else to drive down with, to share the financial load, and keep me company, I'd go. If I knew for sure I could get down to Sport of Kings, I wouldn't go. I feel like I should go anyway, but I really can't decide.
Any thoughts?
I wanted to hang out with Davin and Dana, specifically, on my responsibility-free weekend. They said they were going to Coronation and Sport of Kings, both of which are down round Portland. So, I started saving my spending money, packing it away, $20 at a time, three months ago. I ordered my passport, etc, etc. Then I couldn't get a ride. Couldn't get a ride. Really couldn't get a ride. Started to panic. Started to inflate the importance of this particular event. Started to become hysterical at the thought of losing my ONLY chance to have a weekend to myself all summer, and, thus, all year.
Then Magnus agreed to rent me his van, cheap, and I got all excited again. Maybe I could even bring Rosamund with me for a girls weekend of debauchery. Then Davin told me he wasn't going. Then Rosamund said she wasn't going. The van is stiff, and heavy and makes me nervous, and guzzles gas, and I can't shoulder-check in it. It only has AM radio, which is going to make for a very lonely six hour drive, all by myself. And Krenn still hasn't completely recovered from the Plague, and I'd be missing Imaigne's party, and we're leaving for Clinton in five days and I have a week's worth of sewing to do....
But, Magnus will be taking the van to Sport of Kings, and can't give me a ride, so if I don't go now, I may not have another chance.
I'm so on the fence about this, I'm getting hemmoroids. If I had someone else to drive down with, to share the financial load, and keep me company, I'd go. If I knew for sure I could get down to Sport of Kings, I wouldn't go. I feel like I should go anyway, but I really can't decide.
Any thoughts?