I'm not really good at being nice if I haven't been awake for at least half an hour.
I didn't really mean to be angry or grumpy at my sister on the phone this afternoon. Not really. I was tired, and feeling imposed upon. Apparently my mom told her that she could come visit me for the weekend. She'll be here about the time I get off from work at 5. I didn't find out about this until 1:00 today. I mean, it's not that big of a deal, but I'm not a big fan of surprises--I like to have a little bit more warning so that I can plan things out. Also, I was planning on going home on Saturday, but now it looks like that'll have to change to Sunday, which throws my weekend out of whack and means that I don't get to go to the yarn store like I wanted, or get my laundry done before Sunday.
Ok. I know I should be more excited to see my sister. I love her. But I'm frustrated and busy, and to be honest, she doesn't mix well with my friends. For good reason, really, but that makes things harder because I also have plans with them this weekend. So. I get to reorganize my schedule to make room for yet one more obligation. I hate that I feel this way about family. I just don't know how to change it.