Wow, can't believe it's been a year since I bitched.
Well here it is.
Thanks sis for ruining another party day for me.
I told you I had a party to go to on the Saturday before Daylight Savings Times day but you said since you had driven all the way up, you could still have lunch with me before I had to leave for the party.
You showed up an hour late and then explained your tardiness by saying you 'forgot' it was Saturday and not Sunday and had already turned your clock back and thought it was an hour earlier than it was.
I missed the party thanks to you but we still had lunch, so you wouldn't be inconvenienced.
Yesterday, another party and happy hour. I told you about it weeks ago.
The office closed down at 11 am and I didn't check my phone until I was about to go to the Happy Hour at 6 pm, still in party wear. Upon which I found a slew of text messages from you.
Thinking it was a family emergency I called, just to find out that you needed me to drive your daughter down to meet you 60 miles away. Tonight - not tomorrow. Because your ex-husband bailed on driving her down to meet you and you didn't want to bother to drive all the way up and inconvenience yourself. So you chose to inconvenience me by suggesting I interrupt my party to go home, change and drive 60 miles one way and drive back alone in the middle of the night.
I repeated to you that I was in a party outfit, about to go into the bar as per my plans.
I paused, waiting for you to do the right thing and say, "Oh, that's right I forgot, never mind, go to your party, I'll just drive all the way up and pick up my own daughter."
Nope. You waited me out, expecting me to agree to your plan.
I did at first, then called the ex-brother in law to bitch him out. He agreed to take her. I texted back, "Fine" and didn't look at my phone the rest of the night.
But was I thinking about it? I sure was and thus my night of fun was ruined yet again.
When your frenemy is your own sister, what do you do?