Friday blues...

I'm off of work until Tuesday, so why the blues you ask?  The wife leaves to go to Texas for three weeks tomorrow.  It'll be me and the boy playing geographical bachelors fo a while.  While having the house to yourself is nice, three weeks just plain sucks.  She's going to be taking care of her ailing father, but we miss New Years.  It's our first holiday, so I'm bummed.  Oh well, we'll have at least 50 more before I croak of whatever finally gets my number.  I'm just not looking forward to eating takeout and ramen noodles for that long- guess I'll have to go get some steaks!

The boy wanted to get Mom a gift card to Build-a-Bear Workshop so that they could do something together.  I thought this was an awesome idea, some time together and every parent loves something made by their child as a gift.  So I bust out with $100 gift card, with some bonus cash from the store and they can build two animals with no worries about cost. 

Then they tell me I have to go with them. 

I don't mind going with them, I love spending time with them, but the fact I have to go to the ONLY mall in our area that has one is getting my Agent Orange to act up.  Every time I go to that mall, I wanna curbstomp somebody.  The place is an absolute craphole outside of the holidays, but it is one of the Lower Rings of Hades during the holiday season. 

So, I'll put on my happy face, grit my teeth and promise myself not to headbutt any rude people.  I have been sober for nine weeks come Sunday, but damn if Build-a-Bear isn't the biggest threat to my sobriety!