Headed to the event this weekend, but I might have to leave early to take my grandmother to Texas. I don't mind taking her at all, getting to see and talk to my Grandma for more than just a couple of hours (which is how limited it's been lately) would be wonderful. The original plan was that my mother and I both would drive her, to break up 12 hour trip between two drivers. However, now my mother has told me that she can't go and that I have to do all the driving myself. Which makes the plan as such:
Drive 6 hours back from Atlanta late Sunday night.
Get up around 6 AM and drive 12 hours on very little sleep to Northwest Texas.
Visit my extended family and find ways to entertain myself and to not get frustrated that I can't do any of the school administration stuff I need to.
Drive back Friday. Get back so late that I miss being able to spend the last night of singledom with my friend Wendy and helping her to last-minute wedding prep.
Buy an entirely new outfit (since all my nice stuff is in Oxford) so I can go to Wendy's wedding on Saturday.
Drive 4 hours to Oxford on Sunday so I can get back to not being able to find a job, register for classes, or find a place to live.
I want to take my Grandma to Texas. But this week is just really bad. I'm dreading telling my mother that, too.
mood: weird
music: Dido - "Thank You"