...the answer is probably yes, but I want to hear 'no' to comfort me!
I bumped into my husband's grandmother whilst out shopping earlier this afternoon, and she only lives around the corner and asked me round for tea. I thought it was a brilliant idea as I hadn't seen her in a while and she's a lovely woman. DH's cousin also lives around the corner and she was home looking after her 13 month DS who also came over and we were having a great time, although I only expected to be there for an hour or so because I wanted to get back home asap, (I'm 33 weeks pregnant, anaemic, and had forgotten my iron tablets that morning so was feeling a bit down).
DH's grandmother suggested that we all eat there tonight for dinner, and for me to tell DH to come straight there after he finished work. I didn't even mind this as we all live quite close to each other, and I could be home in 15 mins if we walked, so I agreed to this. Then DH's uncle calls and says well since you are all there, why don't you come over to ours for dinner. Now, DH's uncle lives a good 30 mins away, and neither of us have a car and it would take us all 3 bus changes to get there, so would take us about 1 hour to get there and then another to get back. DH's grandmother and cousin seemed up for it, but for me, that would have meant me waiting until 7pm at DH's grandmother's house for DH to finish work, and then it would be around 8 pm to get to DH's uncle's house, we would get out of DH's uncle's house until 11 pm, then it would be midnight by the time we got back home, and I'm normally in bed by 10 because I get so shattered, and I would have been more so tonight as I hadn't taken my iron tablet.
So instead I made up a story to say I've just got this text to say I'm getting a parcel delivered at home between 5 - 6 and I'd have to be at home to receive it, and then added that DH just called to say he's finishing work late too, so count us out. DH's uncle then started shouting at DH's grandma to say that we never go to their house and what our problem was, and poor grandma looked really frightened! So I took the phone and said please understand, it was all last minute, but next time, let us know and we can properly plan to keep the evening free. He didn't seem to happy, and now I feel a bit shit. But the thought of going to DH's uncle's house leaves me a bit with a feeling of dread.
So, AIBU to make up a story to get out of dinner?