Really?

Location: At home, last Wednesday evening.

My cell phone rings. It is my mother.

Mom: Hi! Just calling to let you know that we're probably going up to the cabin tomorrow to settle on flooring and pick out landscape block. We'll be staying at your place tomorrow night.

Me: Grand. See you tomorrow.

Instead of spending quality time with the hubby, who is leaving on a business trip the following day, I spent the evening folding the laundry that was in the spare bedroom & getting it squeaky clean for my parents.

Location: My desk at work, Thursday morning.

Phone rings. It is my mother.

Mom: Hi! Just calling to tell you that we're not coming today. We decided to go up tomorrow instead.

Me: Seriously. You people are going to give me a stroke.

Bright side: I get to watch a good girly movie, drink some wine, and relax tonight.
Not so bright side: I pissed away a Wednesday night for nothing.

Location: My desk at work, five minutes later.

Email from my brother: Mom & dad changed their minds and decided they want to go up today. They'll be at your house later in the afternoon.

Oh yes, I still had my wine. But no girly movie (just Fox News) and no relaxation (trip to Menards with my parents to pick up the paint and pick out light fixtures). I really am going to have a stroke. All this work, and I won't even be able to enjoy the cabin because I'll be dead.