Over the weekend, my parents and my two brothers went to Branson, Missouri. I did not get the priviledge to go because I was forced to work. This was my first weekend where I was completely home by myself. At first, I was a little freaked out by the whole idea, because I had never stayed home by myself. Either I stayed with someone else, or I just went with my parents.
Before my family left, my older brother gave me some advice, "Do yourself a favor, and throw a party this weekend." I told him that it was not likely to happen because I had to work all weekend. Even if I did not have to work, I still would not have one, just because I did not want to.
While my family was gone, my dad entrusted me to feed the animals while he was gone. Did I forget to mention that I hate animals, all animals. So I recruited my friend Jessica to help me. All I have to say is that without her help, I would still be standing at the chicken pen, trying to convince myself that the chickens were not going to eat me alive.
So that was my weekend, pretty much uneventful, the only good thing that happened, was that I got to spend the whole weekend by myself.
I understand how you feel. One time, my parents had to go out of state on a business trip, but they were able to work it out so that everyone would be able to go with and make it a semi-family trip. It sounded like lots of fun and I was really looking forward to going, but then I found out that I had to stay home because of school. I was really disappointed and kind of mad at school for a little bit. I ended up being so busy with school and projects while they were gone that the time flew by and next thing I knew they were home.
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