My dad's the best.
I was kinda pissed off at him last night for having to receive his umpteenth "why in the hell did you buy this house?" lecture while we located the source of my laundry leak--a backed up drain. (Well, because he wanted my cats out of his house and thereby me as well, not to mention he wasn't interested in helping with the search process. I feel like "you don't get to bitch after if you didn't want to bitch before".) He still tried for an hour to unclog the drain. He wrangled me a plumber and is coming in early tomorrow morning to stay with him so I can go to work. And he brought me my lunch today when I left it on the table. :D
I was mad last night but I got over it quickly. And now I just feel like goo. I'll do my best to remember this so I rein in my temper on the trip when people do things that make me cranky. I love my daddy!
I was mad last night but I got over it quickly. And now I just feel like goo. I'll do my best to remember this so I rein in my temper on the trip when people do things that make me cranky. I love my daddy!