I made a mistake today. I wasn't home with my daddy.
I've now missed two fathers days in a row. It makes me feel like a huge failure as a kid, only made worse by the fact that when I gave him a call, he was spending the day devoted to his sacrifices as a parent at work. Nooooooooooooooooo!
So, my day didn't go great. Dragged myself out of bed to walk across the parking lot to church. Went to church, but the whole time was thinking about my church back home and how this was the first Sunday my church family got to experience a service in the new building. The moment I've been looking forward to for 5 years - missed. Huge bummer. But I will be there to celebrate later this month!!
Then, I went back to my room and watched the rest of season three of House. Once I finished the season, I pulled out the disks for season four, only to find that I was missing disk one. Fail.
After a two hour nap (because there was absolutely nothing else to do), I ventured out to find the nearest Anytime Fitness. I got in a fight with the tanning bed, resulting in no tanning time for me, and then practically crawled 4 miles. Definitely needed more than a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch to fuel myself.
After passing the fifth 7-Eleven on my drive home, I fell into the temptation and stopped for a (super big) gulp of diet coke. I'm weak. But the diet coke was delicious.
But still. I miss my dad. And the day wasn't the same without him. Love you, daddy!




