Not my week

So, my Mom calls last night, and we're talking, and it comes up that she isn't sure what she's going to do with her cat in January, when she's in New Orleans. This would be the trip she and my sister are taking together. The one that came up many months ago in an awkward conversation where I discovered they'd been planning this without telling me, and that I was "welcome to come" but they hadn't told me about it because they "didn't think I'd be able to afford it". My response? That they were right, no, I couldn't afford it at the time, but if Mark got a full time teaching position, we might be able to.

I haven't heard boo about this since. They didn't even know where they were going when this was talked about. Now Mark's had a full time position since October, and I just now find out about the fact that the trip is still on, and it's to New Orleans, and they've got specific dates, so they've obviously already made reservations and the like. No mention of my possibly going was made in this phone call.

I don't know what to feel right now. I'm being excluded by my friends, and now my family? Do I just invite this kind of thing, somehow?

Oh, and to top things off, the website for my free Nintendo DS doesn't appear to exist this morning. Hopefully that's at least a fluke, but right about now I'm doubting it. I think that's just how this week is going.

ETA: The link for the Nintendo DS is back up! So I guess all is not lost. :)

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I'm wearing my comfortable cloths today. Big fluffy Pooh-bear sweatshirt, jeans, nikes, plus no make-up and nothing at all done to my hair. Why? Because I just couldn't work up the gumption to care what I looked like this morning, and getting myself out of the house and actually to work in my present mood was challenge enough, without the morning ritual of pretty-ing myself up.

Besides, wearing my favorite sweatshirt is like eating comfort food, only without the calories. And no one who's actually at work today will care whether or not I look professional.