That feeling felt when....
Today I'm just in the mood to choke the living shit out of several people. Of course, my body says yes, my mind says no, and I get to simmer in the stress that results.
Last night Tito, my daughters Meg's boyfriend/fiancée/whatever-the-hell he is this week actually came to visit her 'rents. This is mighty decent of him to want to meet us. Especially since my daughter is now six months pregnant, and he's talked to her twice since she was at Three months!
Of course he didn't notify any of US about this until Thursday night, and no-one bothered to tell me about it until late Friday afternoon when Kate asks "Dear can you take tonight off?" This would have been do-able if I had been asked this same question at 8:00AM when I had time to contact Rob or Karen, and they would have been able to round up a replacement, or at least find someone to stay late, and I would have probably still had to work a half shift.
So there I was at work, and I call my wife to see how things are going, and I get an "I'll tell you in the morning."
When I go home (in the morning) and ask what happened I get an "I don't know, and I don't feel like talking to you about it." So now I'm relegated to waiting until my schedule coincides with my daughters and asking HER what went on, and probably getting a brief "nothing much dad." Then I'll get to play 20 questions figuring out if I made the right move requesting to get moved to a different shift so I could help her take care of the baby at our house. Right now I'm operating on the assumption that nothing has changed. I guess I will see if I'm right or not in the next few weeks.
Other aspects of my life remain unchanged. I have 4 adult children in my house at the moment (well that’s not quite fair, Tim just turned 18) and out of the 4 of them Tim seems to have the clearest idea of what he wants to with his life.
Chris (not really my son but that’s another story) is dithering around about finding a place to move to. But he needs to get his act together so he and his wife can share a home again. You would think he would find someplace cheap where he and his wife could spend quality time together? NO WAY IN HELL! He has to find the most expensive place he can (monthly rent is $1700) and bring in one of his wife’s girlfriends to help cover the rent. So right now they're dancing around trying to get coordinated so they can all get to work paying the rent and security deposit on the place...if they all agree on it that is.
Mike Jr. swears he's trying to get into the navy. He's in good enough shape for it; he just needs to get the details ironed out. He just quit his current job, not because he's certain that he's going to get in, but because "the management wasn't living up to its responsibilities." So his last week there they make him "employee of the month” Too little too late for the job, but HE will be freeloading again. He swears he has a job lined up with some e-book publishers, but I'm hoping he actually gets into the navy and gets out of my house.
Meg is pregnant, and not really looking forward to being a mother. I don't know if Kate and I are going to have to take custody and force both her and Tito to pay child support, or if she'll decide that she does want to be a mother, and at least shoulder part of the responsibility for the life she helped bring into the world.
Tim took his GED, since he's home-schooled the Maryland school system will grant him a diploma if he scores high enough (oddly enough I think there are studies out there showing that the average HS senior cannot pass the GED. Go figure). From there he is planning on attending the local community college with an eye towards attending a traditional college later.
So there you have it, my wonderful life in a nutshell as far as the personalities involved go. Next month I need to take a week off and try to get that house put-together so we can handle our new arrival. More about that another day.