So my Dad decided to get his hernia repaired while he's still here. For the record he's been here since December 21st. Which means a several things. Next weekend is my last four-day weekend before I switch schedules in March. I was planning to go to Portland. That's not happening. I'll have to take more vacation time for his surgery. Which puts my planned March trip to Whistler in jeopardy because I probably won't have enough vacation. I had planned a wine party at my condo, that's postponed indefinitely.
The only time I'm away from my father is either when I'm at work, the gym or grocery shopping. Last weekend I tried to book myself a massage. I completely spaced the appointment because I was worrying about my father.
I'm on call this weekend so I'm actually hoping I will be busy because it will get me away from home.
Basically all I want to do is buy wildly impractical and expensive shoes. Laurence Dacade gold studded boots, I'm looking at you.