Saturday Early
May. 14th, 2002 01:05 pmSaturday was very similar to Friday night in many respects. Scott started the day by making waffles after all three of us had showered. We ate about noon (which effectively canceled the notion of going out to lunch together). After eating, I put together the bean salad Suzanne had asked me to make for the post-baptism gathering, and Scott went and did the grocery shopping, leaving me to entertain his brother again.
During the course of the conversation, we got to the subject of television. I thought that the selections he mentioned for Friday viewing were a little odd given what I know of his taste and his wife's. Then I remembered that, the last I knew, they hadn't had cable. Apparently, they still don't. I suggested to Jeff that he might enjoy watching FarScape (I know they've got a DVD player, so they can rent or buy the DVDs and watch them) and offered to show him an episode or two.
Scott returned while we were watching the first episode, and he watched the rest of it with us. As soon as it ended, however, both guys headed straight for the computers. I spent the afternoon getting steadily grumpier as I listened to them, searched for something watchable on tv and thought about the things I'd cancelled in order to be around to do things with our visitor (I will note here that I asked Scott if I should cancel my game and he said it would be a good idea. He didn't ask; I offered. It seemed courteous to me to offer. I expected him to tell me to go ahead with my plans if he and Jeff weren't going to include me in their activities). Normally, I'd have been running my Saturday Amber game, and a friend from out of town was going to be in the area and had wanted to get together. I said no to both because Scott wanted me to.
None of this was helped by the fact that Saturday was a heavy flow day for my period. I generally get grumpier and more tired during such days than others. It's sort of like a negativity magnifier and makes viewing things in a positive light much harder. The problems won't be so bad if I'm busy enough not to have time to think, but under other circumstances, thought turns rapidly to brooding.
During the course of the conversation, we got to the subject of television. I thought that the selections he mentioned for Friday viewing were a little odd given what I know of his taste and his wife's. Then I remembered that, the last I knew, they hadn't had cable. Apparently, they still don't. I suggested to Jeff that he might enjoy watching FarScape (I know they've got a DVD player, so they can rent or buy the DVDs and watch them) and offered to show him an episode or two.
Scott returned while we were watching the first episode, and he watched the rest of it with us. As soon as it ended, however, both guys headed straight for the computers. I spent the afternoon getting steadily grumpier as I listened to them, searched for something watchable on tv and thought about the things I'd cancelled in order to be around to do things with our visitor (I will note here that I asked Scott if I should cancel my game and he said it would be a good idea. He didn't ask; I offered. It seemed courteous to me to offer. I expected him to tell me to go ahead with my plans if he and Jeff weren't going to include me in their activities). Normally, I'd have been running my Saturday Amber game, and a friend from out of town was going to be in the area and had wanted to get together. I said no to both because Scott wanted me to.
None of this was helped by the fact that Saturday was a heavy flow day for my period. I generally get grumpier and more tired during such days than others. It's sort of like a negativity magnifier and makes viewing things in a positive light much harder. The problems won't be so bad if I'm busy enough not to have time to think, but under other circumstances, thought turns rapidly to brooding.