I don't have the energy for it this weekend. FSS has t-ball games Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. The Friday game is at 5pm, so BM will probably take him and BF will pick him up. The Saturday and Sunday games are at 8:15am. Really? Who arranged those lovely times?

I won't go to the Saturday game because it will overlap with my volunteering, so I guess I'll get the house to myself for a little while. However, FSD has come to resent my volunteering because she's jealous that I'm old enough to volunteer at the animal shelter--every time she BEGS to come along. Furthermore, after FSS's warm greeting last Saturday after I came home from volunteering (he told me to go away), I'm not all that excited about going home at all. Both the kids will probably have attitudes with me.

On Sunday BM wants to go to the game, which she has every right to do. I, however, do not wish to interact with her and a bunch of other mothers who, for some reason, feel the need to talk to every other adult watching the game. So I will not go to the Sunday game, which is my choice. BF seemed upset that I wouldn't be going to any of the games, but then muttered, "I kind of expected that." Sorry hunny bunny but it's been a LONG week and I am tired, I don't feel like getting up at the crack of dawn to watch/encourage a kid who is going to look at me like I have no right to be there, not to mention interacting with your lovely ex. I have the feeling that FSD will want to stay home with me because she thinks the games are boring. I don't remember agreeing to play babysitter.

Sorry, I'm just in a really bad mood right now. I finally got my really REALLY skiddish cat to come out of her hiding spot, and I know that the kids are going to scare her right back into that spot for the next two weeks. I also just spent a lot of money I didn't have to buy a car to replace the one that died on me--and hell no the kids are not riding in the new one. My boss is the queen of senseless bureaucracy and this week it's been so redundant that other people have caught wind of it, and one even offered to try to find me a job in another department. I am just tired. I am tired of the hour and a half commute (one way) that I do so BF can live closer to the kids. It's so much more draining than I expected.