Can’t Recover on “Recovery Day”
Yesterday was my birthday, but that is the least of the things I need to recover from. I also need to recover from everything else that happened yesterday.
Breakfast: Patricia wanted to make me breakfast. I thought it was a good idea because I thought one of my parents was going to be in the kitchen helping her. She decided to make pancakes and thought to make me one big pancake instead of a bunch of regular-sized pancakes. She couldn’t find a way to flip the pancake because it took the entire frying pan.
Swimming: We went swimming at the community pool. I was in the pool with Patricia as she was swimming along the side of the pool. A boy jumped in the pool without looking and his knee hit Patricia in the back. I rushed her out of the pool. She has a bruise on her back, but is otherwise fine.
Lunch: We went to a local diner. It was a bit busier than I would have like it, but diners are busy on Sunday afternoons. My father ordered one scrambled egg, whole wheat toast, and a small tomato juice. At least they got the toast correct. He was also given two fried eggs and a large orange juice. My father snapped like I hadn’t seen since I crashed his new Oldsmobile Cutlass into a telephone pole. The owner of the diner was as fiery as my father and after a couple minutes we were thrown out of the diner.
My father was still in an extremely sour mood when it was time for my parents and Patricia to leave. I did not feel comfortable letting my daughter ride while my father was irate so I summoned my mother to calm enough to have him calm enough to drive. Keeping Patricia was the best decision under the circumstances. Her mother was unhappy but understanding, and bringing her home on Wednesday works for both of us.
Bedtime: Patricia is normally the sweetest child, but not last night. she gets like my father was acting when she is tired but wants to stay up. I thought she was never going to stop pouting and stomping her feet. It was almost midnight before I was able to get her to bed. Five hours later, I started my workday.