Toddler bash from hell
My trip sucked.
Well now that you know the outcome I should grace you with the details. First and foremost, my sister Ana is a mess. She doesn't know what she wants. And I hope, for hers and the kids' sake that she figures it out soon. She wants something that will actually hurt her, but she thinks it's for her kids. What she fails to realize is being in a situation where you are miserable reflects back to the babies and therefore, they suffer as well. She is in a, "you're damned if you do and you're damned if you don't" situation and I hate seeing her in it. I didn't want to leave her...
The party it self was great, so I hear. There were too many people there for my taste. I ended up freaking out and hiding upstairs watching TV just to get away from everyone. Ana even came up and huffed at me, put her hand on her hips and gave me a "Why aren't you down there look." Before she could utter a word I just said in a finite tone, "No." She said, "Ok, ok, it's fine. I understand." I still felt bad. I have no idea when I became so socially crippled but people make me nervous, jittery even. I hate it.
I miss the kids. I kinda want to visit again in a few months, but money it's on my side. Then again, when is it ever?
Well now that you know the outcome I should grace you with the details. First and foremost, my sister Ana is a mess. She doesn't know what she wants. And I hope, for hers and the kids' sake that she figures it out soon. She wants something that will actually hurt her, but she thinks it's for her kids. What she fails to realize is being in a situation where you are miserable reflects back to the babies and therefore, they suffer as well. She is in a, "you're damned if you do and you're damned if you don't" situation and I hate seeing her in it. I didn't want to leave her...
The party it self was great, so I hear. There were too many people there for my taste. I ended up freaking out and hiding upstairs watching TV just to get away from everyone. Ana even came up and huffed at me, put her hand on her hips and gave me a "Why aren't you down there look." Before she could utter a word I just said in a finite tone, "No." She said, "Ok, ok, it's fine. I understand." I still felt bad. I have no idea when I became so socially crippled but people make me nervous, jittery even. I hate it.
I miss the kids. I kinda want to visit again in a few months, but money it's on my side. Then again, when is it ever?