Cancer really doesn't seem that bad...

I know I'm not the nicest person ever. I definitely have my faults, but I really REALLY don't think that I deserve the most recent hand that's been dealt me. I guess I should be thankful that I'm not dying of cancer or something, but I just can't muster that kind of optimism.

Here's the deal. Next week I have two hearings. Originally, they were going to be back to back, one in Fort Worth, the other in Dallas. That was no big deal. Each one should only take half a day. I could drive up do both, and be home by Thursday night. Then, last week, the judge in my second hearing decided to move the date. Now I have one hearing on Tuesday, and one on Friday. That totally sucks, but it's still, not the worst thing in the world. It means a lot of driving and whatnot, but it's not the end of the world. I knew I'd be totally exhausted by Friday night, but I'm starting to get used to that with my job.

Then, Kelvin tells me today that he is going to California for all of next week for work. That totally fucking sucks. He says...as if it's no big deal...he will just get his parents to come up and watch the kids. No worries.

Frankly, I'd rather have a lobotomy. It means that this weekend, when I should be relaxing on mother's day, I will instead be trying to clean my house in a completely vain attempt at impressing his parents who will, undoubtedly, be entirely unimpressed. Then, on Wednesday, when I should be trying to relax as much as possible between hearings, I will be entertaining his parents, who will, once again, be unimpressed with anything I do or say.

I even tried to get my dad to come watch the kids. He's retired, and has offered to help out in the past. So I called him and asked. He said that one of my mom's sisters is going to Missouri to visit, and she may want to go up there next week. My mom NEVER wants to go on vacation, so this is a total shock, and there is no way in hell that I want to do anything to keep her from taking vacation, because she doesn't let herself go have fun nearly enough. So, that means no help from my folks this time. Which means, we have to ask Kelvin's folks. And I have to live in in-law hell along with work hell next week.

I don't know, because I've never had a life-threatening illness, but I'm thinking if I can make it through next week, cancer would be a walk in the park.