Hey, Teppy, is there room on the "GODDAMN IT PARENT WHY" bench?
My father went to Ohio last week, to help make sure that church members would be all right now that meetings are stopping for the foreseeable. He lives in Pennsylvania! He is a 75-year-old man who told me two weeks ago that his cancer treatment didn't work! WHY THE SHIT WAS HE IN OHIO?
WHY THE SHIT WAS HE IN OHIO?
That's where stupid-ass fathers congregate?
Super happy about my klonopin prescription right now.
On the one hand, my dad and his ladylove are STAYING THE FUCK HOME. Good job, dad!
On the other hand, he was working on an antenna cable for one of his ham radio towers in the back yard; it snagged on something, he pulled it really hard, and the end WHIPPED INTO HIS FACE.
"It's fine!"
he said.
"I was wearing glasses! The scrape next to my eye just needed a bandaid."
I was fine until my mom told me they don't have a thermometer and I can't find one online to ship to them and so she's just going to "run out to Walgreen's tomorrow to get one." Argh!!!
I'm grateful they are taking this seriously but they are also used to being able to go out and go for walks pretty much every day
Whoa, they aren't even supposed to go outside for a walk? Yikes. We are basically sheltering in place here too, but we are for damn sure getting outside every chance we get.
...And in the time between writing the above and hitting Post, the sink fell out of our kitchen counter! It is currently being held up by cookbooks and several cans of beans and soup I had stockpiled, while we wait to hear from the insurance claims adjuster, likely tomorrow. And then someone has to come into our house to fix it, which I'm not thrilled about...