Not really. Shipping hubby and the kids to his brother’s for dinner tonight.

I’m working another early tomorrow and don’t fancy another late night. 

Hubby was worried as he’s got to face his big extended family . He’s one of 13-14. Only half over here. 

I was bawling my eyes out last time I was at his sister’s . I could feel myself crashing yet he wouldn’t go home. So I left with the kids.

Luckily he caught up to us or else he would have been stranded at his sister’s about 45-50 minutes away from home. 

I couldn’t say no last time as it was his parents’ death anniversary and all sons and daughters are expected to attend. 

I woke up at 5am that morning and had driven 200km or more that day. I don’t drive too well it takes a lot out of me. And yet all he wanted to do was drink and drink and gamble away.

If we didn’t have our oldest with us we would have been stuffed. Him too drunk to drive and I’m too tired to even trust myself behind the wheels. From her place it’s 2-3 freeways to get home. 

I’ve declined an invite since then at another sister’s as we were at the hidey hole.

As for dinner? Anything goes. I’m not fussed. 

 I’m looking forward to a quiet night just to make some cards or get my recipes transferred into a hard copy for the folder .

Will post some once I locate them.