Designated Driver

Enough snow to cover the ground.  Plenty of sunshine.  High of 16 degrees.  -1 windchill.
Have birthday party at hunt club to go to.  No thanks.  Brrr.  Sylvia borrows cigs and now that I am on an allowance, I can't afford to do that and I shouldn't have to anyway.  Crawdads.  Yuk.  No.  I lied.  Make that double yuk.  Told Hunter I wasn't going and he played the anti-social card.  It's people that I don't know.  He talks to everyone and that's wonderful but that isn't me.  He got mad at me even though I told him yesterday that I wasn't sure I was going.  So I thought about it and later said to him that I would go if he was looking for me to drive him home-in case he drank too much.   He said that was what he was looking for.  So, gotta give him points for honesty.  Yeah, I am going.  Whatever.  He's been good with me this past week with my sullen depression so I guess I owe him.  Think anyone will be offended if I bring a sack lunch so I will have normal food to eat? 
Hunter mentioned going to the grocery store after church tomorrow.  I reminded him that we need to eat what we have since we are going to be gone for about 5 weeks.  So we aren't going.  We will however be having lunch with his son and his girlfriend tomorrow.  They are leaving for Italy in a couple days.  I think this will be tough for Aaron because it is a long flight and he's never been abroad.  They'll be ok because his girlfriend backpacked across Europe for two years and she knows the ropes.
I am not looking forward to our trip-and I use the term "our" loosely.  We will be traveling around to visit several of his friends who are staying in different places in Florida.  He has also invited another friend, his daughter and mom to stay with us at our rental for a few days.  I suppose I am being brought on this trip only to help drive and to entertain.
Yes, I am whining.  Yes, I complain about everything.  Yes, I need to be assertive.  Yes, I am stupid and cause my own problems.
But I complain none-the-less.
I'm sure I will have an ok time.
Maybe my Thyroid scan will show a problem that leads to surgery and then I won't have to go on this trip.  How sick is that?
I dream at least 3-4 nights a week about my first husband cheating on me and as horrible as that makes me feel, I end up trying to help him in his relationship with said girlfriend.  There are always many other dreams every night.  It's no wonder I am always tired.
So,...have a great weekend.  I will try to do the same.