Private life? Nope...

A former working colleague of hubby dearest, the one with the funny husband and the young Portuguese water dog, was to visit us this morning. We still had cake, we still had coffee, so what could happen? At ten!!! in the evening DiL sent a message and asked when husband would pick up Cassian. Wait a minute! Grandchild was supposed to come during June, and thrice a week at that, yet now we have July. Her illustration project must be finished because June the 30th was the big date, and as far as I got, she has done it in time. Hubby, who is a scaredy pants when it comes to such things (that´s why it is always he who gets those messages) told her that he´d pick her son up at eleven. He did not even ask for the reason why we should take the little rascal in once again. At eleven our guests were still here and made no move to leave. Hubby practically chucked them out to get to DiL in time. That way we will surely lose what is left of our social contacts. Practically all of what is left of my family lives in Germany, and hubby´s friends, too. We have waited a very long time for the borders to re-open, and now this! You cannot throw your guests out, the same you have invited to have a nice talk about the good old days! To add insult to injury hubby agreed to be in charge of his grandson tomorrow, too. There goes the hot day of the week. I still have not heard what number three thinks about the situation. But things might change at the end of the week, when number four will be back for some weeks. This one does not like to be disturbed by young children, and much less in the morning. I think he does not like children at all. Must have had a severe trauma when his sister got born and he was the baby of the family no more. Go, uncle Aaron! And I think I better stop whining…