Postponed

So I had to change my second appointment with the therapist. There are 2 reasons.
1. I really can't take as much time off work as I have been.
2. I haven't told Ryan yet. That's right, I'm chicken shit. We already knew that. But we've been doing so great lately and I don't want to jinx it by telling him I've been trying to not commit suicide by seeing someone on the side.
Unfortunately, the next appointment she had wasn't for a whole month. Literally. Oh well. Better later than never, right?

So I'm at a dilema right now...On May 24th I have an amazing ticket for the floor of the Brown's Stadium to watch Kenny Chesney and a whole shit ton of other artists preform (including Keith Urban. ::swoon::). What's the problem you ask? Why don't I just go and get wasted and sing my little heart out? Well, Dad and Ben are going out of town to go fishing for the whole, long weekend and Mom wants me to come over and scrapbook and spend the night. I know, to most that sounds like an easy pick - the concert. But it's really not. I love my mommy so much and I love spending time with her and that could be such a fun day and night. Ugh...what to do. . . .