I don't know sometimes what's worse... spouses, or kids. Either way, they drive you meshugah.
I just found out an hour ago that my son is coming in from DC to run in the Pittsburgh Marathon on May 6th. So why didn't he tell me earlier? Well, he told his mother, months ago. He figured she told me... she figured I already knew.
Enough to drive you right up the fershligener wall.
I don't usually "do" the Marathon... I just can't volunteer for everything. This year, I may have to make an exception.
At least the "good" news -- part of the early course crosses the bridge right in front of work, and a later leg goes past about 2 blocks away. So if I have to volunteer, and now I probably do, I can try and get stationed near the building. Park my gear here on Saturday and not have to fight traffic restrictions on Sunday morning. We shall see.
...and I'm sure if we're already downtown, wife & daughter will want to go the home Pirate game at 1:30 as well...