Guess what I found out last night at 7:30 PM?
No, really, guess.
So, the phone rings and Jerrett answers and he has this short conversation with “Mystery Person On The Other End Of The Line” and then hands the phone to John. That’s pretty abnormal, because he just doesn’t get that many phone calls…so I look at him with this look on my face like “Who Died?” and the next thing he says is, “What happened, you get kicked out?”.
Oh great. This can’t be good…you haven’t seen his family…no wonder he joined the Marine Corps…
Turns out, no, the person on the other end didn’t get kicked out. He was just calling to finalize his visit. A visit John knew was in the works WEEKS ago. A visit he didn’t want to tell me about until it was all finalized. A visit that is taking place this weekend. In three days in fact. They’ll be here by noon-ish time on Friday.
Thanks for the notice hun. (I assume you’ve all started to collect bail money, right?)
Anyway, his dad, who has threat..I mean…said he was coming several times in the past, but has never shown up and in some cases, has never even bothered to call us and tell us he isn’t going to show up is, apparently, really, truly, totally 100% committed, going to show up on Friday. With his 13 year old sister.
You know what’s going to tick me off even more than not knowing until last night?
I’ll tell you!
Me, busting my arse, while not feeling totally 100% fantastic and getting everything done, to include laundry, house cleaning, laundry, vacuuming, dusting, laundry, dishes, grocery shopping, cooking, laundry…and then him NOT showing up.
In fact, there is a good chance that by 1 PM on Saturday, I could be in Bakersfield California giving him a piece of my mind, if he isn’t here on Friday.
Men. I mean…I know we can’t live without them…but can’t we keep them in little boxes in the closet and limit their contact with the outside world? Seriously.
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