Do you ever feel just plain left out?
Last night Jon and I were talking about what we wanted to do today. I honestly couldn't see past the chaos in the house. Jon's very much a play all day on Saturday guy. When he's got his mind made up that something is out there to be played, there really isn't a way to change his mind.
This morning he went to Lowes to pick up a sprinkler for the back yard and came home all fired up about the boys not being dressed. I had been reading and hadn't showered or gotten out of bed.
The boys hurried to get dressed and he said they were all going to go to the air show at Hill AFB. I'd already said I didn't want to go because after years of working up there, I really wasn't interested in hearing planes ALL. DAY. LONG. The boys however were all sorts of excited to go.
So I'm sitting at home, rotating laundry, working on work stuff, and cleaning rooms. To tell you the truth, I'm feeling awfully sorry for myself.
There are an awful lot of memories being made and I'm not part of any of them. I need to change that...