All Mark and I wanted to do this rainy day is relax at home. Before we could do this however, we first had to go to the storage unit and get the infant carrier and swing and put some stuff in there that we cleared out of Trent's new room. On our way to the unit, Mark received a call from a friend of his whom we haven't seen in ages. This friend said that he was going to be in our area and he wanted to come by and see the house and Trent. I was a little worried because we also had to go to the grocery store and get food for dinner and we needed to get home before this friend came over so that I could pick up the huge mess that Trent made this morning.
So, we rushed in the rain to the storage unit and unpacked and repacked it in record time. I literally ran through the grocery store while Trent took Mark next store to pick up sandwiches. We raced home, ran around like crazy people, picking up the mess Trent made this morning and ate lunch quickly. On a side-note, I was throwing clothes in the hamper, trying to put Trent's toys away and what does Mark do? He grabs a broom and begins to sweep off the front porch. I couldn't help but shake my head at him. Confused, he asked why I looked annoyed and I explained that there were fifty things that could be done inside the house and he chooses to sweep the porch and in the rain no less! Well, he ignored me and continued to sweep away while I actually cleaned the parts of the house that would be seen.
Mark texts his friend with our address and makes sure that he and his wife are coming. The friend says that they will be at our house shortly. Nervous, I glanced at the clock and became worried because it was already past Trent's nap time but we wanted to not only keep him up to see Mark's friends but because the dogs would likely wake him up anyway when the guests arrived. An hour passes and Trent is getting fussy...no friends. Mark texts him again and he says he is on his way. Another hour passes and still, no friends. Mark texts again but this time there is no response. Thinking that the friend is probably just down the street, we decide to keep Trent up a little longer. If I had known that they would be so late, I could have put Trent down at his regular time and there wouldn't have been a problem.
Nearly three hours after the friend was supposed to arrive, I told Mark that we couldn't wait any longer, Trent needed to go down and now I was annoyed because Trent's whole night is going to be messed up. You mom's out there know, a schedule is important! Thank goodness we are not those military parents who won't ever leave the house at specific times because their kid has to go down at the exact same time every single day, no exceptions. In general, Trent generally goes down at the same time every single day but if we have to go somewhere or if people are visiting, we let Trent stay up later, etc.
So, as I pick up a more than fussy Trent, Mark's phone rings. It is the friend telling us that his wife no longer feels well so they are not coming over. Really?! Really?! That is the classic lie! The joke in Mark's family is that when someone doesn't want to go to the annual Christmas party, they "have the flu." Anyhow, if the wife really is sick, then I feel bad for her, but that doesn't stop the incident from being utterly annoying.
I have since decided that one of the most annoying things in the world is to scramble like your ass is on fire to prepare for last minute guests who call you and invite themselves over, only to wait for 3 hours and have them not show up. I'm not upset that they decided that they didn't want to come over but this very pregnant woman, is annoyed at all of the work we did when all we really wanted to do was lay on the couch! A friend once said to me that a person never moves as fast as they do in the ten minutes before unexpected guests tell you last minute that they are going to come over and man, it is so true! I told Mark that it really is our fault because this is probably the tenth time that these particular people have done this do us so we should have known better. Now, Trent will get less than an hour nap because I will actually have to wake him up. If I let him sleep his standard 2 1/2 hours, he won't go to bed until really late and I can't let that happen. This means that Mark and I will have to deal with a very fussy and grumpy child the rest of the evening who is pissed that he didn't get a good nap and that is just no fun!
Mark and I learned two lessons from this incident: the first is that we will never invite ourselves over to someones house at the last minute and then not show up. It is just rude and annoying. Lesson two: if you ever cancel at the last minute on friends, don't use the excuse that you don't feel good because it does sound like a really bad lie which is also annoying!
I am no going to change into my sweats and finally relax with Mark on the couch!
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