Please remove the burden that is my father from my life. The man comes to my house today. Within an hour, he is demanding supplies for his knee PT--because he forgot to bring what he needed. This, of course, is while I am cooking dinner and trying to help DS with homework. DH has taken DD to her violin lesson. He is swearing up a storm at a loud volume while DS is trying to do homework. Then he is walking around in his underwear because he left his sweats. He is not happy because I tell him he cannot walk around my house in his uw. He finds his sweats. Needless to say, his brain is not running on all cylinders these days and he gets royally ticked when we respond to him in reality--eg. losing his marbles vs. how he sees himself--sharp as a tack and any problems are with the rest of the world, not him. DS (not exactly Mr. Socially Mature) is looking at me like WTF through the whole thing.
This is a replay of my childhood. The man has no filter and ZERO boundaries. Whatever he is thinking MUST come out of his head emphatically and at loud volume. To hell with what anybody else thinks. His thoughts must dominate the landscape. I just want to yell STFU!!!!!! ugh.
He is here for eye surgery. Staying 2 nights with us while spending the days at my brothers. I don't want him here all day even though I am at work. And I owe my brother. The only reason I maintain contact is that he is a passable grandfather. And he is only really an asshole to me. Gee thanks.
I was not going to drink this week as part of my effort to lose 4 pounds in the next month. I had a vodka tonic going within 20-30 minutes of him hitting the door.