My wife has to drive out to Texarkana today. It is a tax issue that needs her attention as her parents (in their 90′s) are not quite up to the task. Since my parents are here, and as you can tell from my posts, they have an effect on the normal routine around our home, she thought she was going to get away from our chaos and get a little room to breathe. That’s not happening; my mom has decided to go with her, since she would like to visit with my wife’s parents. She wants to visit with people she’s seen twice and has not visited with in over a dozen years.
For my wife, this means three hours each way in the car with my mother. Plus the time handling the taxes. Plus dealing with her parents and my mother at the same time.
I would be drinking already this morning if that was the way my day looked.