But, I'm still in Oklahoma.
For Christmas this year, my Dad's boss gave him tickets to the Big XII Conference Game in San Antonio, TX. My grandparents live down there, so they're staying with them. My little brother went, too, because it's a weekend, and he doesn't have a job, and loves OU, and wanted to see my Grandma and Grandpa.
I didn't get to go. :( My parents found out they were going on Wednesday, and had to be ready to go by Friday morning. So, they called me, and asked if I could take three days off work to go see my grandparents that I haven't seen in 4 years.
Oh, yeah right. I have to know two weeks in advance to go anywhere. So, I politely declined. It would have been ok if that had been the end of it. But, no. Everytime I talked to them since i said I couldn't go, they've been excited. "Did you find someone to work for you?" "Did you change your mind about going?" "Are you sure you can't come?" And today: "We haven't left the city yet. We'll wait for you, if you want to go..."
It's not fair. It's hard enough that they get to go and I don't. Why can't they just leave it alone? It's just like Thanksgiving... Only worse.
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I'm so sorry. I know exactly what you're talking about. Someday you'll be given the freedom to leave your job when you like or have the money to leave when you like. Do something this weekend that you've never done before.
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