My boss is out, I was 20 minutes late (thanks to the always pleasing Dunkins run), and apparently the metro sucked. Lucky for me, boyfriend and I decided to send puppeh to her daycare for the day so she could get some play time and burn off some energy since it’s been too hot as of late and she hates the heat.
You’d think this would be a good day. I’ve been kind of lazily getting work done but nope. Not so much.
Boyfriend apparently tried to call dear ole dad yesterday to no avail. So I told him I’d call him and set up a time that would be good for dad. I call after we pop into the grocery store to get puppy some treats (FROSTY PAWS!!!) and end up talking to the step mom. Dad’s in the hospital.
I had talked to him yesterday and he wasn’t feeling great, he has some calcium deposits or something from when he got hit in the face with a golf ball many years ago (10-15) and lately, they’ve been bothering him thanks to a bad infection. So they want to remove them but unfortunately, they can’t. So pop’s in a lot of pain and is kind of drugged up. So they brought him to the hospital since apparently they were only getting worse and it’s right near his saliva glands. Or something like that. i dunno…
Either way. No one called me. My fun day factor? Plumetted.
We won’t go into the obnoxiousness of the fact that step-mom didn’t have the decency to call. Dad later told boyfriend that he was going to have stepmom call me but…ummm…he shouldn’t tell her to call me. It shouldn’t be an afterthought. Why do they think my fathers health is of no concern to me? IT IS! He’s the only dad I’ve got an while our relationship is slightly strained, and somewhat awkward…he’s always been around when i needed him for the most part. So despite the fact that I don’t always show or tell dad how much he means to me…he means a lot. And no I’m not just saying that so he’ll fork over the dough for my almost pending nuptials. *cough cough*
Speaking of nuptials…boyfriend did get the blessing from both parents. Mom first (as requested) and then dad (as mentioned above). And this morning, he decided to buy me this:
!!!!!!!!!
Exceppppttt. I can’t read it yet.
He bought it and will give it to me when the time is “right.”
Such a tease.
Needless to say, I’ve been struggling to not peruse too many wedding websites. Though I did go over to Olssens Books across the street to see what they had (not much except the Modern Bride Survival Guide which…I skimmed. Not gonna lie.) just to get out of the office for a while. My head has just not been in the right place to get things done which is…not good.
But I have much to look forward to…aside from the accounting department here being sooo fucking obnoxious, boyfriend and I are going to Georgetown tonight for a date night – happy hour at J Pauls (he wants the raw bar) and then dinner at Tacklebox then a few drinks (nowhere near what we had last night though since I have to work from 9-2).
So aside from the sucky start, things can only get better. And what better way to start the weekend than to have your boss out, back in Monday then gone for two weeks? 
That’s what I thought.
