just one of those days turns into a Father's Day ode. ::cue 'awww' response::
Today is one of those days that makes the infrequent blogger blog. So today started out pretty interesting. Interior renovations began without a hitch. I had a nummy breakfast and bad for me lunch. ::smiles::
I had errands to run and a venue to prep for a concert. I had filled up on gas, as much as my meager $13 would allow, the night before. I filled out some job applications as i am in desperate need of employment. I then paid my car insurance in full for the next six months. yeah! So as I’m very near the incubator i realize that i had left my keys at home, two towns over. Not as far as it sounds but still annoying enough. I take the expressway home and back and as i’m once again very near disaster strikes. The power steering pulley snaps off in mid turn. I am able to hobble to my regular parking spot. I decide it looks fairly simple to repair and begin on prepping the venue for the show. Mistake.
My brother arrives with plenty of light to work with. After two trips to the worst auto parts store i have ever patronized i had no choice but to call my dad for help.My dad is very hard of hearing and doesn’t drive very much. Nonetheless he makes his way over, after a failed attempt, with my nephew because he has a cell phone. He asses the situation and declared it unrepairable given the current situation. He proceeds to attach the tow line to my car and my brother and i make our way home with total faith in each others abilities and mobiles with speakerphone. ::wink::
I sit here now and realize all the things I couldn’t do. Have a meeting about a film project. Finish my chinese food that i craved for so long. Play games with good company. Sell concessions. Listen to good(?) music. The worst part is feeling the self-induced guilt of imposing on so many people, being unable to control my emotional outbursts due to frustration, and realizing I interrupted my dad’s dinner.
Its right now, with tears welling up in my eyes for a second, that I fully realize how much I love my dad even though he can be a bit of a bother in my shallow existence.
I wish I could do something really great for Father’s Day.