little fishing trip

So B-rad is off on his little fishing trip with the boys... and i say "Little Fishing Trip" because this is basically the prep-course or precursor to THE BIG FISHING TRIP with the boys wherein several of his brothers/cousins get together on a boat and drink alcohol under the pretense of catching fish. This the the first year that B-rad's been able to go to this things as he has been in cowtown for so long.

So this morning, he's up making noise, banging ice around, and talking to the cat, and basically....WHO CAN SLEEP WITH ALL THAT RUCKUS?? apparently, not me. I mean, it was 7:30 - my usual time to be out of bed. I was trying desperately to ignore my inner alarm clock and stay in bed... but with my husband talking to nobody: "It's gonna be a SCORCHER today!" ...sigh. okay, i'll get up - but you do realize, i only get 2 days to sleep in? oh wait, i have Monday off. Okay. i'm good now.

So, i ask him: "Where are you going again?"
"Lake Diefenbaker"
"Oh....and how long are you going for?"
"I don't know."
i see him refilling his flask
"So, will you be loaded by the time you get back?"
"Uhm, i don't think so."
yeah, he will.

We have to go to Sab's birthday drunk fest tonight, i have a feeling he'll have quite a big head start.

"Okay, so when will you be back?"
B-rad tells his brother: "Look, you need to give me a time."
B-rad's bro: "Why?"
Laura: "Cuz we have other things to do today"

after a brief discussion about when and where and why B-rad needs to be back he says: "Well try to have him back in time"

okay, so i guess that means he won't be back in time. i told hubby if he wasn't back by 5:30 i was leaving without him and he'd have to find his own way there.

the problem now, as i see it, is i've basically given him the freedom to come back whenever he feels like it. cuz he can say: "Well, Laura said she'd just leave if i wasn't there" which means that while i should be drinking and getting stupid at Sab's, i'll inevitably be worrying about B-rad, wondering why he's not back yet.

GAH.

I wish i wasn't a worrier, but i suppose this is good practice for the BIG FISHING WEEKEND when he'll be gone from Friday to Sunday. Try not to think about it, Laura.... just try not to think about it...