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badstarI see my family at this point roughly once a year- when I go to visit them at Christmas. That's it. Sure there have been a few exceptions- memorial day weekend last year, Chelle's wedding, the one time that Mike and Anthony decided to bring Samantha and Ashlyn down to the aquarium a few years ago, but not much beyond that. Oh, and my parents have never been here, unless you count the one time they came down to my office in Hunt Valley to pick me up to go and get my dress fitted for Chelle's wedding.
There have, so far in nearly six years, been precisely two times that my parents have even started to make plans to come down to visit. This Sunday was one of them. Anthony came into town from Oregon, and they were all going to come down here for dinner on Sunday night.
Of course, no one could really commit to a time, so nothing was ever definite. They would know Thursday. Then late Thursday night, they had no idea but would have to see, this because of the weather forecast. They wanted to come down and walk around the Harbor. But storms are forecasted, so hey...why come visit Renee and go out to dinner? We can't see the harbor so it's not worth it. But she was going to know for certain by today. Oh, and suddenly mom has a funeral to go to on Saturday in Philadelphia...but that's not going to prevent her from coming to Baltimore.
Then suddenly today my stepfather gets sick and can't do anything. but mom is going to see if Chelle or Mike will drive. Chelle won't drive- she hates driving in the vaguest drizzle. Mike might agree to but he'll be an ass about it. She'll call me this evening. I'm annoyed, aggravated and upset. Okay, so Mike's sick. Great, what about everyone else who would otherwise drive?
So then I express my general irritation with only seeing people when I bother to make the trip up there, and how this is only the second time in almost six years that vague gestures at plans have even been made. I get a lecture about how they can't just take off because of the business...my response is "Yes, the business! You own it!" You know, even if you can't just take off at will, you CAN pick a day in the future and say that you're not going to schedule anything for that day and come the hell down here. You don't need to stay the night, it's a perfectly reasonable round trip in one day. Between the business and every time I mention it, it's also always a question of whether Mike "feels like it". For two people that claim to love me, and been so sad when I moved away from Lancaster, well...out of sight, out of mind I guess? That's the only explanation I can think of.
But no, it's just not that easy, they *can't* do that. Why not? It's a fucking karaoke business. You know what days of the week you have regular events, and you know which days you don't. Just pick one and don't schedule events for 24 hours.
But anyway, still haven't heard from Mumsie. Called at 9 and got voice mail. Left a message telling her that I would probably be going to bed in an hour or so and if I haven't heard from her by then, well then I guess plans are just going to have to be canceled because I'm not waiting around for Sunday afternoon for them to decide that they actually want to bother to make the trip down here for once and I guess I'll see her when I see her.
Whatever. Gavin and I will find something more interesting to do on Sunday.
There have, so far in nearly six years, been precisely two times that my parents have even started to make plans to come down to visit. This Sunday was one of them. Anthony came into town from Oregon, and they were all going to come down here for dinner on Sunday night.
Of course, no one could really commit to a time, so nothing was ever definite. They would know Thursday. Then late Thursday night, they had no idea but would have to see, this because of the weather forecast. They wanted to come down and walk around the Harbor. But storms are forecasted, so hey...why come visit Renee and go out to dinner? We can't see the harbor so it's not worth it. But she was going to know for certain by today. Oh, and suddenly mom has a funeral to go to on Saturday in Philadelphia...but that's not going to prevent her from coming to Baltimore.
Then suddenly today my stepfather gets sick and can't do anything. but mom is going to see if Chelle or Mike will drive. Chelle won't drive- she hates driving in the vaguest drizzle. Mike might agree to but he'll be an ass about it. She'll call me this evening. I'm annoyed, aggravated and upset. Okay, so Mike's sick. Great, what about everyone else who would otherwise drive?
So then I express my general irritation with only seeing people when I bother to make the trip up there, and how this is only the second time in almost six years that vague gestures at plans have even been made. I get a lecture about how they can't just take off because of the business...my response is "Yes, the business! You own it!" You know, even if you can't just take off at will, you CAN pick a day in the future and say that you're not going to schedule anything for that day and come the hell down here. You don't need to stay the night, it's a perfectly reasonable round trip in one day. Between the business and every time I mention it, it's also always a question of whether Mike "feels like it". For two people that claim to love me, and been so sad when I moved away from Lancaster, well...out of sight, out of mind I guess? That's the only explanation I can think of.
But no, it's just not that easy, they *can't* do that. Why not? It's a fucking karaoke business. You know what days of the week you have regular events, and you know which days you don't. Just pick one and don't schedule events for 24 hours.
But anyway, still haven't heard from Mumsie. Called at 9 and got voice mail. Left a message telling her that I would probably be going to bed in an hour or so and if I haven't heard from her by then, well then I guess plans are just going to have to be canceled because I'm not waiting around for Sunday afternoon for them to decide that they actually want to bother to make the trip down here for once and I guess I'll see her when I see her.
Whatever. Gavin and I will find something more interesting to do on Sunday.
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Date: 2009-03-28 01:44 am (UTC)My "dad" (and I use the term loosely) lives 6 blocks away and has seen my kids less than my father-in-law who lives in Charleston SC. He's always got something more pressing to do...and he's unemployed and has been for years.