Hectic weekend

There are times that things just don't go as planned,  this is one of those weeks, first the paying job has been a challenge, had to work out of town most of the week, so things didn't get done like normal.  I am waiting for product that is needed by customers, some of it needed real soon, but nothing delivered as of Friday.  Hope for certain it comes Monday, or will have a number of unhappy people to deal with. Very important unhappy people. Have my son and grandson here this weekend, found out they were coming at the first of the week, and we had already agreed to have two of my younger grandchildren for the weekend as their parents and older sisters were at a weekend softball tournament.  To top that off, my wife has been not feeling good for a few days and is really tired, so the  added people has helped that situation at all.  We also have a special service at church this week that we have been planning for a number of weeks that involves both of us, but now with one grandchild acting sickly, looks like my wife may miss the whole thing if he gets sick.  Great!!.  She still has a dessert to make for a dinner on Sunday that we are invited to, I think she has to make something for about 60 people, and it looks like all the world that we won't get to it because of all the things going on.  She and I guess really, we didn't needed all of this on this weekend especially, but you feel guilty in telling your children no you can't come, or that it will not be best this weekend.  So you tuff it out and change your plans to accommodate them.  I still have several things to finish for this weekend, but should be able to do it this afternoon,  hope that my wife can at least see the DVD of the special before hand, as my guess is that she won't get to see it tomorrow.  Right now, I think I should stop this post and go mow the lawn or something as I keep getting more angry the more I think about this.   Maybe should change the title to Hell weekend.  Nah,keep it what it is.   When your children at little and at home, your life tends to revolve around them, but I never realized how when they get older and you see them less, that when they choose to involve you, you change your plans for them.   Not sure if we do that because we want to, or from a sense of guilt that maybe you didn't do enough when they were home, so you feel you owe them to makeup for it now.   I find that the thing that will set me off more than anything is when I feel or sense that my wife is suffering or hurting from something or someone.   I think right now, she feels that to be a good grandma, she needs to do what is asked, even if she isn't up to it.  She will tell me no I can't do that, or that it will not work for her right now, and I have learned to sense her physical and mental state before asking her to do something.  But for some people who do not see or talk with her that often, they don't know or sense that, and she is not someone who will tell them no I can't do that.  I have found that it is best if I say no you can't and take the heat for the decision.  So, I think I dropped the ball on this one this time.  Feel like calling it in and saying, they ALL need to go home.  I think one of the things is the fact that our granddaughter has been living with us, and after 7 years of empty nest, having a teenager again his been harder than either of us expected.  Since to my knowledge, only one of my children even know about this blog, and that one lives 12 hours away and has no kids yet, know that they will not see this and won't feel guilty or mad at me for saying it.  Anyway,  FD is going, and that is about all I can say.  My training officer has told me that is interest is waning, think that might be a sign that he wants out of the job.  Time will tell.  They started on the station this week, hopefully will finish by Monday or Tuesday.  The place will then need a good work bee cleaning.  My guess is that the same 4-6 will show up.  Had a fire call the other night, turned out to be a light ballast, but what bothers me more is that only 6 of our firefighters bothered to get out of bed.  Mutual aid rolled three trucks and 9 firefighters.  Our department, one truck, that's it.  At times, I think now after 41 plus years, it maybe time to step back and punt.    Well the lawn awaits,  I hate mowing the lawn almost as much as I hate anything.