I feel like I’m in the movie 50 First Dates with Drew Barrymore. Regular as clockwork, at 6:00 p.m., dad pulls down the dining room blind all the way to the floor. This he has done for the past 3 months. Over the 3 months, it has ripped a little more each day and today, hallelujah! it broke completely. I am absolutely elated. Pulled it right down and immediately threw it in the garbage bin outside. We won’t be repeating this anymore. However, the Christmas lights story continues. Today is -19 degrees celcius with the windchill factor and dad, who won’t stick his nose out the window even when it’s +19 degrees, went outside and unplugged the lights as he has done every night for the past 4 weeks. He, of course, forgot again that we have a light switch inside to turn the lights on and off. Fifty first dates every night! Fortunately, this too will come to an end next week when we take down the Christmas lights until next Christmas. So glad to see them go down. On the bright side, we hasn’t watered the plants by the front window to overflowing for about a week or so. I don’t know if I should be concerned or happy.
No Sex Please. Busy with babysitting the parents.