that's what you get from me today. sorry.
marc left yesterday morning for the airport ... was supposed to fly to chicago, have a meeting, have another today, fly home tonight. well, he got there and tried to print out his ticket and ... nothing. no ticket. so he calls me for the confirmation number on his itinerary, calls back 20 minutes later and says that he spaced out and got a ticket for NEXT monday instead of yesterday. so he was driving to chicago.
okay. that sucks for him, but at least he is leaving early enough to make his meeting (a six hour drive, but all he'd miss was hanging out in the red hat office for a few hours).
then he calls last night and breaks this lovely news: his rep in chicago misunderstood marc's plans, or marc spaced yet again and wasn't clear in the first place, but regardless the guy thought marc was in town through wednesday so he booked stuff.
and marc was already scheduled to drive to wisconsin on thursday for a meeting.
see where this is going?
he calls to say he'll now be staying through thursday, will be home late thursday night, and might keep his ticket to chicago next monday and go meet with more clients.
even though we're supposed to leave next tuesday to head to wisconsin so he can attend a meeting on wednesday morning, the kids and i will play at the hotel pool, and then we head on to indy. where i immediately drop them off and turn around and drive three hours BACK to chicago for cha.
apparently, now, i have the kids by myself all week, have to get henry to and from camp every morning, play with them every afternoon, feed them every meal, bathe them every night, put them to bed every night (harper is now refusing to go to sleep until she's hugged and kissed everyone ... which doesn't jive well with one parent being MIA), and THEN finish prepping for cha and my gasc classes. and doing all the laundry and packing to get us ready to be gone for nearly two weeks. not to mention i'll be out most of saturday at kirsten's crop.
and while venting about this lack of help from marc, he mentions that he is now inconvenienced too and has to go buy clothes and underwear for two extra days. boo-friggin'-hoo. he also suggested maybe the kids and i just MEET him in wisconsin on next wednesday ... to "give me an extra day to prepare." by myself. and then drive. by myself. with the kids. for five hours.
my ASS will i do that.
and to top it off, i worked until 1 a.m., decided to postpone a shower till morning so i could get to sleep faster, set the alarm for 7, harper woke up at 2:20 screaming for daddy, and then woke up at 7:02 for the day. shower? um, no.
and neither of my sitters for the summer have worked out, so the idea of help is pffftt!! gone.
where's that brandy for the coffee when i need it??