the drop off

u kno that feeling when u prepare for something and then it gets delayed? or its not cool? or nothing happens? so there i am rushing to get all the rooms ready 4 the arrival of the brother and family...im putting together the pack and play..which i carried from some1 elses house thank u..and im pulling out the futon and the bed under my bed...and im changing the sheets..and im transfering all my stuff 2 the other room..and im rushing away..and then i go downstairs 2 grab some water when ring ring ring...my brother calls...some sketchy thing happened w. the car rental place (long story that makes no sense if u think about it 2 deeply) and so they're coming 2morrow nite. insert rachel who just wrestled a baby sheet on2 the pack and play. so basically...its just one of those moments where i was mentally and physically prepared to have them arrive. now please note, im not complaining that i get 2 spend an additional nite chillin in my own room alone. its just funny. and i thought i'd share it...

thats all for now.
(i have short term memory loss. it runs in my family. or @ least i think it does...hmm where is my family??)