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mousmeI love my parents. It was very, very kind of them to lend me the car for two weeks. Really, it was, and I appreciated it. Here's the "but" you've been waiting for: my father told me he'd need the car today, at 9am sharp.
Fair enough. I mean, it's his car, right? Right. So I plan my day around this. I have![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
joane's birthday at 5:30pm, karine's Christmas party after that, and I'm supposed to see luvenditti in the late morning/early afternoon. I also have shopping to do: pharmacy stuff and Canadian Tire and maybe a few groceries, nothing huge, but still stuff that needs to get done.
So, that makes all my timing a bit tough, sinceluvenditti is out in Laval and the other events are *directly* on the other side of town. But, I figure I can drop off the car at 9:00am, have some coffee, go with my father while he does his shopping (thus killing two birds with one stone), get to luvenditti's for maybe noon or so, and go from there.
No dice. I wake up a bit later than I intended, which means I'll be about 15 minutes late to my parents'. Okay. I grab the phone, call them, and wake them up. Seems that, in spite of my mother's claims that she was going to throw her (single) guest out early last night, she didn't, and the guest stayed really late. Come by at 11:00am, my father tells me.
Gah.
This not only pushes my day off by two hours, it makes it impossible to seeluvenditti. I would likely only get the car back at 1pm at the earliest, which puts me at her place at 1:30 or later. I'd have to leave her place by 3:30pm or so in order to get back home, shower, change, and be out of here by 5:00pm at the very latest in order to be at the restaurant on time.
So I reluctantly had to cancel withluvenditti, and take a raincheck. I am going to do my dishes and stuff now, maybe grab a bite to eat (since I now can't have breakfast with my parents) and leave in about 40 minutes to do my non-perishable shopping before I go to see my parents.
Okay, off I go!
*runs around like a headless chicken*
Fair enough. I mean, it's his car, right? Right. So I plan my day around this. I have
joane's birthday at 5:30pm, karine's Christmas party after that, and I'm supposed to see luvenditti in the late morning/early afternoon. I also have shopping to do: pharmacy stuff and Canadian Tire and maybe a few groceries, nothing huge, but still stuff that needs to get done.So, that makes all my timing a bit tough, since
luvenditti is out in Laval and the other events are *directly* on the other side of town. But, I figure I can drop off the car at 9:00am, have some coffee, go with my father while he does his shopping (thus killing two birds with one stone), get to luvenditti's for maybe noon or so, and go from there.No dice. I wake up a bit later than I intended, which means I'll be about 15 minutes late to my parents'. Okay. I grab the phone, call them, and wake them up. Seems that, in spite of my mother's claims that she was going to throw her (single) guest out early last night, she didn't, and the guest stayed really late. Come by at 11:00am, my father tells me.
Gah.
This not only pushes my day off by two hours, it makes it impossible to see
luvenditti. I would likely only get the car back at 1pm at the earliest, which puts me at her place at 1:30 or later. I'd have to leave her place by 3:30pm or so in order to get back home, shower, change, and be out of here by 5:00pm at the very latest in order to be at the restaurant on time.So I reluctantly had to cancel with
luvenditti, and take a raincheck. I am going to do my dishes and stuff now, maybe grab a bite to eat (since I now can't have breakfast with my parents) and leave in about 40 minutes to do my non-perishable shopping before I go to see my parents.Okay, off I go!
*runs around like a headless chicken*
