Sunday, June 15, 1997 -- Quiet home again |
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My parents are gone, and I can rest.
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I gave Dad his present this morning, and I think he was pleasantly surprised. He'd forgotten it was something hed wanted...only Mom and I remembered. I even had a nice card picked out. We ate breakfast at Shoney's then came back and fixed the toilet finally. I know, it seems bad to have your Dad fix something in your apartment, especially on Father's day. But then, I still need him, and I needed his help to fix the toilet. One part of my mind whispers that this was actually a better gift, one which I couldn't plan. We all went shopping again, but Dad and I spent most of the time working an "Challenger" crossword puzzle, and just waiting on Mom. She was clothes-shopping, and I really couldn't have helped much with that. When we got back, I saw them off, and lay down to sleep for about an hour. I'm about rested now, but will probably go to bed early. I haven't even thought about what awaits me at work. Now, at least, I can focus on it.
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