Family

I love my sister to pieces, but she is so far from being reliable that I don't know if she can even say the word.

She is in town, leaving tonight, and she texted me a week ago asking if we could get together. She was here from Saturday to today, Tuesday, so that's a lot of time to meet for a little bit.

Saturday, obviously, she was out with friends, so I didn't think for a second we'd get together then. Sunday, she said she was busy with a friend, fine. Monday, she said she'd be here around 5, texted at 5 saying she was having some drinks with a friend and would be here later. Twenty minutes after that she texts me to say that she'll be over here tomorrow (today).

Soooo I text her at around 2 and ask when her bus leaves. She says her friend is driving her tonight. I texted her about half an hour ago asking if yesterday's "tomorrow" is now today's "next time," and yep. I told her she's completely unreliable, and she agreed.

I wouldn't make a deal out of this, only last time she was here, she did basically the same thing. And the time before that. The time before that, we met, but only because she'd missed her bus back to Parksville and needed me to take her to get her a doctor's note (she was too hungover, and was stupid and called in sick at 3am. Yes. You read that right. 3am for her shift starting at 4pm that day). But the time before that, she did the same thing, etc etc.

I stopped actually making plans around her a long time ago, but I can't lie, my feelings are always hurt. When I'm in Parksville, I make sure to see her, even if it means picking her up from work or dropping her off at work. If I didn't, her feelings would be really hurt, and she wouldn't speak to me for a week at least. Sometimes more, depending on her mood.

So I never understand why she can't meet me for lunch or dinner. I'm not taking her away from her friends for hours, and a couple of her friends are normal enough that I don't mind if they're there, too. (Not true of all her friends. To put this in the best perspective, Naomi has never been in trouble with the police in her life, not even a speeding ticket because she doesn't drive. But she hates the police with the fervour usually displayed by ex-convicts. Why is this? Her friends. They're the type of people who frequently get in trouble with the police, almost always for possession-related charges. Not violence, thank god.) But she can't spare me an hour and a half of her time, because she partied too hard the night before on probably more than just liquor and is sleeping off her bender.

Too be fair, though, if she ever showed up around me while high (on something other than pot. I'm from BC, it doesn't have the same stigma), I would lock her in my house and call our mother, because if she can't act like a goddamn adult I wouldn't be treating her like one, soooo... I guess she probably knows that and is sparing us all from the drama.