Last night my sister called me and asked me if I had talked to our father lately. I had, in fact, just spoken to him the day before.
And he didn't mention that he was planning on arriving Tuesday.
I'm not ready. The house isn't ready. His room isn't ready. I'm supposed to have until January 30th!
Okay, okay. I'm cool. I'm very good at rolling with the punches. I can handle this. I will be out of town this weekend, but we can get it together on Monday. It's a holiday so I don''t have to teach.
It's aaaaaaall goooooood.
Me 'n Mr. Quervo go' htis coverededed!