And then, sometimes the fates conspire against you.
Yesterday Hubby decided to take today off so we could spend some time together. His last final was yesterday morning and for the last week he's been doing nothing when he got home from work but study calculus. So he was ready for a break and some "us" time. We had all kinds of things planned for today. Mostly preparation for the rest of the weekend. Laundry, grocery shopping, different errands, and of course some rest and relaxation.
But wouldn't you know that last night the other gal I work with (we take turns at the front desk and today was supposed to be her day) called to see if I would work for her today. Her daughter was supposed to go with her granddaughter's class fieldtrip to the zoo but her grandson was sick and her son-in-law was out of town and the daughter asked her to babysit the sick grandson so she could go with the granddaughter's class to the zoo and "not disappoint her".
Seeing as I'm a sucker, and also don't want to be responsible for the granddaughter someday ending up in therapy because her mother let her down when she was supposed to accompany her class to the zoo, I consented to come in. And I've been kicking myself ever since. But what can you do?
Yesterday Hubby decided to take today off so we could spend some time together. His last final was yesterday morning and for the last week he's been doing nothing when he got home from work but study calculus. So he was ready for a break and some "us" time. We had all kinds of things planned for today. Mostly preparation for the rest of the weekend. Laundry, grocery shopping, different errands, and of course some rest and relaxation.
But wouldn't you know that last night the other gal I work with (we take turns at the front desk and today was supposed to be her day) called to see if I would work for her today. Her daughter was supposed to go with her granddaughter's class fieldtrip to the zoo but her grandson was sick and her son-in-law was out of town and the daughter asked her to babysit the sick grandson so she could go with the granddaughter's class to the zoo and "not disappoint her".
Seeing as I'm a sucker, and also don't want to be responsible for the granddaughter someday ending up in therapy because her mother let her down when she was supposed to accompany her class to the zoo, I consented to come in. And I've been kicking myself ever since. But what can you do?
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