I got out of seeing Peepers. (And he sounded like he had cotton in his mouth when I spoke to him. What was up with that?)

I am pleased. And I tried to reschedule. Fortunately, we will have to deal with that later. And now I'm going to feel like a dolt because I'd rather just cancel on him altogether. FOREVER. AND EVER.

Time to go to the gym.

I want to see gal pals tonight. I still need to call my dad and the #6s. Speaking of the #6s, they're both getting baptized in April. I don't want to attend. Aunt #6 hasn't mentioned it to me, but Aunt #8 has already suggested I go. And then she invited herself over to my place for April. I can only handle her in small doses too. She has very definite ideas of how she should be treated.

If I don't let her into my home, I will be a "heartless", "unloving" niece. BWAHAHAHA I am *so* looking forward to her comments on my pole. She had originally invited herself to have dinner at my place, but hopefully it will be just a short visit. The last time she visited, she asked me to go out for dinner. And then I made plans to see someone else after dinner. But after dinner, she wanted to go for coffee, and when I said I had plans already, she gave her speech. "What? I am visiting and you can't even go for a coffee with me? You are so  heartless!" Well, I would have gone if I didn't have other plans, and if she wasn't there to grill me for more information about my dad. I roll my eyes at her ridiculous attempts to give guilt trips.

Nobody in that freaking family understands what being busy is about.  

"Why are you so busy all the time?"

"How can you be so busy?"

"How can a single girl be so busy?"

"You live by yourself. How can you be busy?"

I wish I had the answers. But I am too busy.  *L*

They usually work and then hang out at home.  Sometimes I wish I had that luxury. But I like having things on the go.