When the whole world goes wrong…

Today I was tired and couldn’t sleep. I got home and someone had been in our garage and my car door was open. Nothing was missing but it still upset me. Then my dad asked me to call his friend to tell him that he wouldn’t be able to meet him for breakfast as he was in Detroit at the hospital with his friend. So I didn’t get to sleep until late, then I wanted to get up with Mr. Man for lunch… Then I couldn’t fall back to sleep.

In the middle of the 2nd time of trying to sleep my dad stopped over 3 times knocking on the back window (like he always does and how I always think is cool… But not today). His intentions were sweet, he brought me corn, some chicken and just wanted to show off his new pants that he got while in Detroit. I, however, was a completely rude and sleep deprived daughter to him… And now looking back on it I feel sad.

Life is too short and I promised myself I wouldn’t get this way with my only remaining parent. I’m disappointed in myself that I let myself slip today.

And now, I get to think about it all night until I can call in the AM to make it up to him.

I hate it when life gets complicated.