I hate. HATE. HATE having to pick up the slack when my brother agrees to do something but comes down with an illness. I acknowledge that I'm being very selfish here. But I still hate it, because I've had to step in many times during 'the babysitting fiasco' when he was 'sick' (in actuality, he had stayed up all night and was too tiiiiiiiired), and I told him when he and I agreed to help out with our grandfather a couple days a week that I would NOT be going through that again, just because he can't keep himself to a daytime schedule. I can't either, but I still do the things I said I'd do!
My day was yesterday. My brother's day was supposed to be today, and I got drunk last night thinking that I had no plans for today. Um, nope. He's got a fever and is coughing like mad. And I'm angry (unreasonably, I know!) because I have a hangover and I don't feel well, either!
Gripe gripe, moan moan, grumble, complain...okay. I think I'm done. No need to tell me I'm selfish, I already know.