Today with my father started poorly with me calling him to say the latest contractor/estimator had called and asked to reschedule his appointment from 1 - 4 pm to 11-12 pm. I told my dad that I had accepted this new appointment time since 1) it was better for him since he has a friend coming over this afternoon and 2) it was better for me since I wouldn't have to sit around for 3 hours at his house waiting on the contractor to show up. His response was (and I quote) "Jesus Christ, no." After I assured him that I would deal with the contractor and that he didn't need to even get involved to even say hello and that I would be at his house in advance but that I would wait in the driveway for the person to show up so as not to disturb his morning routine, he agreed that as long as he didn't need to be involved AT ALL it would be ok.
So, I went to his house and sat in the driveway with my crocheting and as it was a lovely day I enjoyed the sun and the cool temps and managed to find my crochet mistake and rip things out to correct it. The contractor arrived and and after some grumbling and hostility my dad retreated to the kitchen and allowed us into the house. Later, after the contractor had prepared his estimate my father invited us into the kitchen to discuss it. I had warned the contractor that my dad was a bit gruff and grumpy and that his hostility was not with him but with me. The contractor was very nice and tried to make some easy conversation with my father as he presented his work plan and estimate. During the conversation he joked that he had four daughters and that was why he had no hair and he asked my dad how many children he had. My dad replied "Just the one." And then I continued in a joking manner "Yes, I'm the only one and I'm the greatest disappointment." My father didn't make any comment.. He just stared straight ahead.
I know I was fishing for some recognition, I just wasn't prepared for the recognition that I received. So, breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out....... Namaste
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OMG, he just called me with the list of things I need to do for him tomorrow, the one day this week that I thought I might have "off". If I was a believer I'd go to church now and light a candle and and pray for grace and patience. Instead I'll just drink wine tonight and try to not think about doing this again tomorrow.
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