I won’t be here.

Just in case you missed it, for the upcoming holiday, my parents are heading to Minnesota to camp and gorge on fish. My sister is going to play on the Cayman Islands. My grandma and the rest of the local family is going to Mackinac Island. I’m expected to be here alone.

Last week my Dad asked me if he could borrow my cell phone because it has GPS mapping. It’s not turn by turn but I find it useful just the same. I told him no. There’s no way I’m turning that thing over for almost a whole week. Sadly, it has become one helluva security blanket. Then after a few days he asked me if he could borrow the camera that I recently purchased. Well you’re not going to use it. I failed to see why they would need to use my camera in addition to the one they already have. My sister came home a few days ago and she also needs a camera for her trip. Once again an appeal for my camera came my way.

I’m practically insulted. Had it occurred to them that I might have plans of my own? What if I go the bar? Maybe I could catch a baseball game at The Cove. Lansing is only a couple hours away. I could celebrate Independence Day at the capitol.