July 21, 2008

• Partings.......

  I started to do this entry last night but fell asleep while putting the baby away to bed.  He likes to have someone with him in the room when he falls asleep.  What I was going to say was that I have just said goodbye to my two sisters and I miss them already.  They left early this morning to go to New York City to do some sightseeing and to do some family history stuff.  While it was orginally planned for my sister Carol to stay with me at my house, the plan got changed when my sister Debbie decided that she wanted to come too.  My take charge sister, Debbie, booked a room for herself and my sister Carol at the hotel in my town.  My sister Debbie did a lot of assuming without a lot of checking and as a result a few feathers have been ruffled and now there are some hurt feelings.  Soooo.....to maybe help bridge a few gaps (or maybe not...depending if anyone wants to bridge any gaps), firstly, since I had planned for Carol to stay with me in the beginning, it would have been more appropriate to check with me about any change of plans.  Carol and I had exchanged emails confirming the fact that she would be staying at my house.  Now the confusion begins.  Debbie decided that she wanted to attend the wedding (I am thrilled that now both my sisters will be here) but she tells Jen and Jen is juggling too many jobs at the moment with preparing for her wedding and does not let me know right away.  I am running around trying to get everything prepared too plus dealing with family and health issues so I am not reading my emails in a timely fashion.  I didn't read the one that said "we are staying in a hotel" until much later and that is only because my sister Carol had asked me if I had gotten Debbie's email.  She went through my Xanga messaging and my Club Pogo messaging to get my attention.  I would have liked for both of my sisters to stay with me so we could of had those late night gab sessions and memory walks plus to update ourselves about our families.  But I do have to say.....it worked out better that they did stay in the hotel since 1.  It is an old hotel and Debbie would have gotten spooked if she would have had to stay there alone (ghosts and all that.....plus she was on the third floor and no elevator) 2.  My household was in chaos and everyone's hours would have put a strain on Carol's ability to get any sleep.  3.  My husband got progressively more and more grumpy as the week wore on.  As it was, he is very lucky that I have not prepared his final resting place somewhere in the backyard after expressing his "grumpyness" in my sisters' presence the last night they were here.  After all, I rarely get to spend time with my sister since they live on the west coast and I am out here in New York.  So Mom, if you are reading this, don't get mad at Carol since it worked out better that they were in the hotel since that is where we girls had our final dinner together (take out Chinese) and enjoyed our final moments together...that is after we climbed the stairs of torture first.

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