My brother is coming home for T-day for the first time in 12 years. We are going down Wed. then were supposed to go to DH's family Thursday night. DH waffled on going to his family. Tonight he says he wants to go to his family Thursday night, but come home Friday afternoon.
For some reason it made me uncontrollably sad that we were going to come home Friday and basically spend the rest of the weekend doing nothing. I was okay with leaving my brother to go see DH's family, but for some reason leaving him to come here and sit on my ass made me really sad...like ugly cry sad. Really ugly cry sad. They are also having a bday party for my 2 nieces and dad on Friday, which made me sad to miss too.
He even said he the only reason he wanted to go to his folks was because he wants to meet a friend for lunch. Not the friend from out of state, the one that lives in the same town as his parents. I'm still having a hard time not crying for some stupid reason.
I'm blaming hormones for the tears. We decided we'd split up on Thurs evening. I'd stay with my family and he'd go to his so he can meet his friend for lunch and come home. We haven't decided who gets custody of the kid.