so best laid plans...

so my parents called last night, and in midst of the conversation my mom says, "you weren't planning on coming home for the 4th, were you?" I told her I had been so she hemmed and hawed because Jessica asked them to go to the Floyd's with them for the 4th. She offered to come back early and stuff, and finally I told her that I loved them, but I was also coming to see my niece, and she wouldn't be there. So one plan down. This is on top of being disappointed about red white and boom. I had been looking forward to doing RWB with Dave and Phil again, but Phil doesn't want to their normal party so now that's out. So I basically changed my work schedule for nothing.

Then, I am disappointed enough that Dave isn't marching Pride this year. I understand his reasonings, but it won't be nearly the same without him. I had been consoling myself with the fact that we'll still get to hang out on Sunday... Nope. His "best friend in the whole universe who knows more about him than the police" Leslie called him and wants to come up and hang out with him on Sunday. Which I'm really glad for him because they haven't seen one another in forever, but it still sucks for me.

I'm just sad and frustrated and my body chemistry isn't up to handling this right now.
/ranty-rant