Father’s day weekend and I’m feeling overwhelmed.
Maggie is working at her gig tomorow, starting at noon. I’m coaching a 9am soccer game, hosting an 11am sundaes n’ trophies party, going to a softball game at 4:30, then to a birthday party at my neighbors for their cute-as-can-be boy, then a 5:30 baseball game, then possibly an 8pm baseball game.
For Father’s Day, we’re going to Church at 10:30am, then at 2pm we’re leaving for my Father-in-Law’s house, where I’m supposed to go play golf for 9-holes. Keep in mind that I completely SUCK AT GOLF. I’ve only played twice. So this is not what I would think would be a fun outing. Then, a six PM dinner at my Father-in-Law’s golf club, which means we don’t leave for home until 8:30 or 9, which means we get back at 10 or 10:30, which means exhaustion.
Last year, I said that for Father’s Day, I just wanted to stay home.
Maggie just asked me if I was coming to bed. I’m not. She didn’t understand my reasoning.
I felt like, since I got home from work at 7:30, to my daughter crying, my wife annoyed, my youngest having pooped in his pants again (a renewed habit), nothing for dinner (although there was a cold-ish burger from the deli), and having spent the evening listening to everyone bicker, that I didn’t want to just go to sleep, so I could wake up to an unbelievably frenetic day.
I hate to say this, but right now I’m just dreading the weekend. It starts off okay, but as the day goes on tomorrow it just gets more and more insane, and… although I love my family, I just really, really, really REALLY don’t want to travel to Long Island to play a game I don’t know how to play, and to stay out late, so I can get home tired.
I just want to be home. Ugh. I’ll feel better later, I’m sure.
Love to all. Even you, the lady who sent me her resume 9 times and doesn’t understand the concept of “tax burden.”
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Oh Rich, I am so sorry. The more your write the more you remind me of my husband. And the more your wife reminds me of myself. I wish I had a good solution or even an explanation. I hope that your day is better than you are feeling right now. =)
It will be a great weekend. Just remember the kids are your everything.
I gave my husband a Test Fest (Testosterone Festival) for Father’s Day.
He shall spend the entire day away from Nooze and I, with his guy friends, hanging out and playing music. He will eat what he wants, when he wants, where he wants. I will not have to clean up after him.
I am also buying him a golf target thing, which kind of looks like a soccer goal.
Did you make your wife go anywhere on Mother’s Day?
If not, staying home should be a non issue.
It’s tough when there’s her father involved. Any chance you could stay home and they go celebrate with grampa?
As for the golf thing…if you have to go you’re probably not going to get out of it. Just swing the club head and let the ball get in the way. don’t think “hit it hard.’ Think music: salsa or broadway musicals. easy, breezy beautiful swing. Of course, that doesn’t help the short game…
Hang in there, bro. It could turn out better than you think.
Then you know what….make next weekend yours. Sometimes I find it hard to enjoy the holiday itself becuase of all the expectation others put on it; Christmas, Thanksgiving, heck even Memorial Day. I usually treat myself to an “off weekend” and don’t schedule anything. You’d be amazed how you can get away with doing nothing on those weekends.
Happy Father’s Day anyway.
I honestly hope your day goes smoothly and quickly. Sounds harried but there has to be an “upside” somewhere. I agree with Hygiene Dad - make next weekend yours! Thegrandson is treating his Uncle Zac (Slyght) as his “father” and wants to get him the best present ever - with his $1.31. He won’t be able to share it with him till Tuesday, but the love and intent are what count most. Please have a wonderful Father’s Day…hold them close.
Oh yeah, Happy Father’s Day =)
I’m sorry your FIL is getting precedent again. Because yeah, who the hell wants to go out to Long Island, after the Sat. you’re having today? (Who wants to go out to LI anyway, but that’s another story.) Next year, when Father’s Day comes around again, perhaps you could diplomatically let Maggie know what YOU’D like to do. I mean, she got to go to the Botanical Gardens, right?
Happy Happy Father’s Day to one intensely rockin’ Dad :)!
she didn’t even make you dinner? ouch!
I understand.
Ah! Sounds like your fathers day is my typical mothers day!
Hope life starts looking up or at the least getting less busy.
Hang in there!