Parting, etc.
Today, my dad announced that we/he will be moving my life to Michigan on October 11 because that is the best time that fits into his travel schedule.
I thought about that for a couple of hours, then sent him a message saying, "While it's kind of you to offer to arrange your travel plans around my move, I will not be able to do so until at least the weekend of Oct. 22 or so. I have commitments that I must honor with friends whom I only see once a year. When I move to Michigan, I will never see them again. Therefore, I intend to see them one last time this year. In creating your plans, you did not stop to consider Mom's or my own. It's MY life, and this is how we're going to do it."
My heart was racing when I pressed "Send." I'd pretty much told him to stuff it, and you just don't do that to my dad. Well, I just don't do that. He has always managed to intimidate the hell out of me. So I feel good and terrified at the same time.
This means that 1)I will be playing at LoB3; and 2)My overseas friends had fucking well better be there because I just rearranged my life around them.
And it feels good.