I woke up this morning feeling very sad. My hope of having everyone here for Christmas has been a bust. Son’s girlfriend is obligated to spend at her fathers on Christmas eve with her two older children, one who goes away to school and is autistic. He would not take to traveling some place he doesn’t know. Her priority is her kids, which I totally understand. Also my grandson won’t come down from NY, therefore my daughter will be understandably be with her son. So again off to NY for us.
This is a real pain in the ass for me. First, the horrific drive North and then the return. Holiday traffic is the worst and can take 10 or 11 hours on a trip that should take 6. My nephew and niece won’t be having Christmas dinner and my cousin won’t be having her cousins night, (this is the most fun every year). That means we will be spending more time in Long Island at his mothers, ugh! I have to sleep on the couch, very inconvenient shower options, and she talks nonstop. I wonder how she’s gotten so far in life. Her husband always handled everything and without him, she can’t make up her mind about anything.
Again back to Westchester on Christmas morning, which is a such a rush. Have to check in hotel before going to my sons. No, first we have to drop Maggie off there. Then my ex-husband is supposed to be there with his dog, who’s never been socialized, so could be a threat to my Maggie. We’re all,10 of us are having dinner there in the tiniest little house, with 3 dogs and the baby too. Then there are the Covid restrictions. NY’s governor is coming out with some new ones before the holiday,, so we’ll have to wait and see.
As I am re-reading this, I see that I am projecting the future and how horrible its going to be. I am actively trying to curb this behavior since thinking its going to be awful,, it will undoubtedly be awful.
So much for getting all that off my mind!