I have had the most brilliant turn of fortune. After a week of insanity dealing with April telling me that I do not appreciate her and that I am the cause of all the stress in her life and my sister telling me that I never listen to her and always cause problems for her, I am getting out of town. More precisely, we are all getting out of town.
Turns out my government friends are not completely useless. For my work “keeping America strong” (I am not sure what it means, but I am not convinced I like it), they have secured me a family getaway for Christmas at the Big Bear Ski Resort.
I had some resistance at first because they only family I could take on this trip would be Madison and April, and neither of them have wanted to spend much time with me lately. However, it seems the reason April has been so stressed lately is because after the “fiasco” that was Thanksgiving, she just could not take another holiday with so many family demands. At the same time, all my sister wanted was to spend some time with me that did not have to do with school or alien immigration or interstellar physics.
Getting out of town was exactly what they both wanted. The best part is, up at Big Bear, if we get sick of each other, there are plenty of things to do on our own. April expressed wanting a day at the spa, and Madison was excited because she has never skied before. In fact, I do not think I have ever rightly seen snow on Earth. I think I will like this Christmas.
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