You Can't Pick Your Family - Dammit

[jamesq]

A conversation with my sister:

"So, are you all set for camping on June 4th?"

"What are you talking about", I ask.

"Didn't anyone tell you, we've been planning it for 2 and a half months."

"Planning what?"

"The family is camping at Mount Kidd that weekend and that's when we're scattering Mom and Dad's ashes."

"No. Nobody told me anything. I wish someone had told me because I'm going to be in Vancouver that weekend. See if you can change the weekend because I already have my flight booked"

A few days later she calls me back:

"I called Mount Kidd and they said that they are booked solid for the rest of the camping season so we can't change the weekend", She tells me.

"Let me get this straight - You and Bill set the date for what is essentially the last part of my parent's funeral, and you forget to tell me for two and a half months. In the intervening time, I have booked off my vacation, booked my flight and told all my friends in Vancouver about my plans. So essentially, you're the one who's fucked up, but I'm the one who gets punished for it - is that about right."

[silence]

"My flight back is Saturday night, so hold off the scattering until Sunday. I'll find some way out there for the day. Just be glad I didn't book a Sunday flight back."

I've since talked to garething and hadriel, both of whom have graciously offered to drive me out to Kananaskis for the day.

But still, who the fuck forgets something like that?