Family Time

It's the day after Christmas and the evening after a get-together with my dad's side. And I am...hiding in my bedroom. I think that I am family dynamicked out.

I can't wait until Aubris moves out of the house and into her own. Maybe then I won't get caught in the cross-fires of everyone stepping on everyone else's toes. Maybe...There is nothing like hearing the complaints and hurts of both sides to make you want to duck and cover. And in addition to that, the usual stir craziness of everyone else having a purpose and a life here except for me. I have slept, ate, read two books (2-2inchers in 4 days), watched TV, and baked cookies. In addition to the Christmas get togethers. And yet what do I dream of...invasion of the body snatchers and cholera (literally).

There might be a Ft. Wayne get-together. I have offered up my house and Abby is willing to plan. Uh...giving up planning control. A good choice, I am sure, but not actually easy. Already I am wondering if there will be a big enough group, or an awkward small group. Who all is she inviting and in the end if it will really matter or just be good anyways. And then I am wondering if it will actually impede on planned family time. Which I will try to keep seperate.

Ugh, I get so annoyed at this point. I am stir crazy and ready to leave, because I have been waiting too long. And at this point, when my friends are available to do stuff and I am crazy, is when my family will finally, maybe be available. And then I feel guilty because they are a little too late and someone else has claimed my time. I don't know. We'll see what happens. I think I am ready to head back to Memphis, but will probably stay out the week.

I am so bored, sick of television and sitting around. I want to be available to catch whatever time is available with family, but they are all so tired from their normal days, that I feel guilty for even making suggestions. I hate being on hold.