Oh, the guilt, the guilt! I went out to a mom’s club social thingy for the board this evening at seven. I left the restaurant at a little after 8:30, and on the way home I got a call from Matt, saying that Gregory was awake. I asked him why he didn’t call me earlier, but he said that he had been calling me since 7:30, and I just never picked up. I had the cell phone with me, hanging on the back of my chair, but I never heard it ring. *sigh* So poor Gregory was tired and hungry and fussy, and poor Matt had to try and keep him happy, while poor Emma had to try and entertain herself because Daddy couldn’t read to her or do anything except bounce Gregory. And it wasn’t even like I was having a good time - I only went because it was a board event, and I’m supposed to go to those since I’m on the board. I really don’t have anything in common with most of the people on the board, and I don’t even particularly like a few of them. The whole tone generally so negative - about their children, their spouses, whatever. I generally try to leave once they really get into the husband-bashing or the long discussions about TV shows I never watch. (It was the latter this time - they started going off about Desperate Housewives. Ick - not that I’ve seen it or anything, but still, ick.)
So yeah, now I feel really bad that I left my family in a lurch to do something I didn’t even care about at all, and didn’t even want to go to in the first place. I really wish I hadn’t signed on for another year on this board. Every time I have to do something with or for the club I start wondering if there is some way I could get out of it… *sigh* Only nine more months!