I don’t know if my mother is going to get here or not. She is supposed to be here now and instead she is 3 hours away still sitting at home, her bags packed and ready to go, waiting on my brother.
See, he was to call her at work today at 11am to arrange to pick her and up and drop her off at the bus station, he didn’t call, she called him until 1:30pm. She was so angry cause her bus left at 2pm, so she said screw it, I will leave my car at the bus station all weekend. However, when she finally reached him he swore he would be at her house at 1:30 to get her to the bus stop, so she drove home to get her bags and meet him. At 2:40 he wasen’t there yet, so was angry, she called him and said, nevermind I am driving myself. Again. No no I am just around the corner, he get’s there at 1:45. They arrive at the bus station as the bus is leaving, she missed it. There is no bus again until tommorow night. She was going to come just for the weekend and leave Sunday.
He felt bad so he said he would drive her here, the 3 hours. He dropped her off at 2:10 and said, ok just give me a couple of hours, I have some running around to do. Now it’s 6:30, 4 fucking hours later and we have not heard from him. I don’t know if she’s going to get here or not and I am so sad and angry.
Dave and I spent the last two cracking down to get the house done, since she hasen’t seen it yet. I was so looking forward to our weekend. Dave made ribs and lasagna her two favorite dishes and because of my stupid brother, I am not sure she will even get here. Certainly not for dinner tonight.
Man I am so dissapointed and pissed my hands are shaking. I guess I am gonna have a bubble bath and drink an entire bottle of wine and eat a family size chocolat bar now. I had the worst week and now this….
***Ok she’s on her way, will get here afterall just way late, like 4 hours late actually"