Sunday morning I got up at 5:30am... yes, 5:30am on a Sunday... to clean stalls for my trainer because I am a complete whore for lessons and when I fill in for her working students when they want a day off, I earn lessons.
I ran home, loaded up my girl, Sera - had my lesson - got home in time to take a shower and 15 minutes later Kylee arrived for our play date.
I took Kylee ( my little sister from the mentoring program ) to this dinner theatre activity they set up. I expected it to go a couple hours... maybe even 3 hrs cuz I knew lunch was included. Damn thing went ON and ON and ON and ON and ON and ON and ON... four and one half hours later, it was finally over.
The play was o.k. - it was a 1950's era thing with a Fonzie like character and a motorbike and a soda shop. It was a musical. The food was mediocre. It was free so I'm not complaining...
Well yeah, I guess I AM complaining cuz the thing was SO effing LONG.
I mean how much of an attention span do they think kids have anyway? I was checking my watch on the sly, when intermission came and it was 3pm, I wanted to bang my head on the table over and over until I passed out so when I woke up it'd be over.
I bet I would have enjoyed it all much, much more if it wasn't FOUR and a HALF hours LONG.
Adding to the misery was the fact that Kylee's mom gave her a Benadryl for allergies and she was sleepy and non-communicative for the afternoon.
I should be a nicer person but dang - it is HARD to give up 1/2 of a day on something like that. I still do it and Kylee has no idea that it is sometimes hard for me - she can't hear the conversation going on in my head. I sure look like a nice person on the outside..... but inside.... man I am one selfish Shanster!