Sometimes I am a little sad that due to my call I work different hours than most of the world. Case in point: my fiance is back in Wisconsin for one of his cousin's weddings. I wish so very much that I could be there and while most of the world thinks that the Friday before Christmas would be a great time for a wedding because the family would be gathering anyways, it just doesn't work for me. Seriously there is no way in the world for me to get away a couple days before Christmas, particularly given the uncertainty of the weather up north and the fact that there is tons of crap that needs to get done. Blah, I wish I could be with him in Wisconsin.
Side perk of not going, my family is coming up here earlier because well they have the weekend off and into next week, so I will get the bonus of spending time with my parents, brother, and his girlfriend. Which really is exciting. I just would really like to go to a family function with my fiance. It would be wonderful to see his family again and to be at his cousin's wedding (she is wonderful). It is also a little complicated to explain to his family what exactly I do and how I actually do work more than an hour or two a week. I actually do more than play and have stuff that has to get done.
Reminder: I love my call. I am thankful for my family coming to visit. I am loved. Missing one family event won't kill me.
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