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judecorpI am so infuriated with myself.
When I majorly screwed up Memorial Day weekend by double-booking (I had RSVPed to Carina's wedding, and also planned a roadtrip to visit my brother), I swore that I would never do that again, because I felt so lousy and didn't know what to do.
So because I am a supreme idiot, I did it again at the very next possible long weekend. Jennifer and I have been planning to go away for Labor Day weekend for as long as I can remember. And now I have those ridiculous plane tickets to visit my family, returning smack in the middle of Labor Day weekend. Which means that we can't go away, because I fly back on Sunday afternoon.
I really, really dislike myself right now. I feel like I could ram my head into my computer desk all day and it still wouldn't knock the idiocy out.
When I majorly screwed up Memorial Day weekend by double-booking (I had RSVPed to Carina's wedding, and also planned a roadtrip to visit my brother), I swore that I would never do that again, because I felt so lousy and didn't know what to do.
So because I am a supreme idiot, I did it again at the very next possible long weekend. Jennifer and I have been planning to go away for Labor Day weekend for as long as I can remember. And now I have those ridiculous plane tickets to visit my family, returning smack in the middle of Labor Day weekend. Which means that we can't go away, because I fly back on Sunday afternoon.
I really, really dislike myself right now. I feel like I could ram my head into my computer desk all day and it still wouldn't knock the idiocy out.
