At Least One Of Us Is Happy

That looks grammatically wrong somehow, but whatever. Two Of Us Are Very, Very Sad. That's better. Sad, but better.

Craig called today to ask if Alex would like to be a mother's helper for the week between Christmas and New Year's while there's no school. She wanted to know how much it would pay. I didn't want to ask Craig that so I made her talk to him directly. He offered her $50 for the whole thing. Alex asked for $75, Craig agreed, and Alex will be mother's helpering Craig's wife with their baby. Alex is so lucky she's little because I could never get away with saying to someone who's going to let me stay at their house, "I'll be requiring a bed" the way she does.

It really is a merry christmas because a bed and a baby? Nothing else but a puppy would make Alex any happier. Well, unless Danielle were going with her. But she's met Mrs. Craig a few times and knows him so Alex will be okay. She's totally psyched that we're all going on a trip.

It's because of Craig's call that I told Danielle to call Mrs. Dr. Malaika to say she can go. Dani came to the diner after school and when I told her she screamed and one of the waitresses looked at her and was like, "Hey! Take your happiness shit outside - we won't have any of that crap in here!" It was pretty funny.

It almost hurt a little less because of how excited Danielle is. Josh said we'll do something fun each day and he'll distract me. And we're going to see Alex like every other day or something. I need to cry.